During an unexpected endurance hike with my second cousin, we came upon a muddy path of muddied leaves. Dramatic was the rich decomposing br...

Getting ready for bed I heard a cry from outside my window.  An injured sea bird perhaps or maybe a baby had fallen from one of the nests th...

I grew up on maple syrup covered pancakes and waffles made lovingly by my “breakfast is my thing” father. Or the occasional special outing a...

The Lord Remembers ~ The horizon disappears into the clouds Doves cry out as the rain comes down Strong coffee in a small mug, strong pen in...

The Nest ~ Home near the water and in the trees Hear the birds and taste the seas Bring moss and twigs and flowers We'll be weaving and ...