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i am not ready
my eyes just opened a minute ago and i already feel itpressure from all sidesthe sun is coming in from behind every curtainthe ground was just frozen the days were just dark and steady but not todaySpring is clearly beating on my doorstanding on the steps holding a bouquet of flowersand a stupid grintoo happy for this time of… Continue reading
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lines
the urge to catch beauty and light between fingers and palms to pull close and to hold tight even in the midst of the terrible is so real so necessary the earth beneath us shakes i am unsure where to go from here so i wait and hover and plead and continue to go on… Continue reading
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intentions
i choose slow mornings, every morning it is possible, this winter break. i welcome words on pages and christmas lights with cat curled up beside me on the arm of my chair. i enjoy hot coffee or tea in a cup that i am proud of and a sweater nearby, just in case. i sing… Continue reading
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i’m angry
the morning sunlight sends the trees to the interior walls. dark shadows shaking in the breeze. the doorknob clicks too loudly, my tired hand pulling slowly the door to closed. i need sleep, but the still cool morning air and the thought of hot coffee in my favorite mug, a candle that this morning chose… Continue reading
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Garden Beds
On a Sunday morning before the sun was too high and quite by accident I found myself working in the front garden bed. I was on my way to do something else. Whatever that was lost to the morning sun and my overgrown front garden bed. The front garden bed is a round one. Surrounded… Continue reading
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Seasons
Some many years back while I was taking a walk on a sunny day in southern New Mexico, I found myself surprised that although the sun was high and bright the air was cool and crisp. This is the first time that I remember delighting in the change of Season from Summer to Fall. Since… Continue reading
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in my tired head
The hour that I lost today, and the work my brain has done over the past two days along with lack of sleep, are now ganging up on me. The light filling the room tells me it is later than I feel. I wake when I wake and I wish I hadn’t woken up but… Continue reading
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remembering
While I sifted through posts here earlier today, a place I rarely go now, I caught myself remembering things I didn’t say. I don’t think I was trying to not say things. I do remember I couldn’t catch my breath back when. I was reading words that I really did mean but there were definitely… Continue reading
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Anxiety
From the ear buds the soft monotone voices speak slowly enough for sleep to come to me. Silence is too full of the unknown for my tired mind to manage. Asleep like I am in a race. Running from thought to thought. From dream to awake to the places still and dark between them to… Continue reading
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September Yarnalong
I finished the socks that I spoke of last time. I really love the greens and browns together in this Arne and Carlos Regia line. And they are perfect for Fall. I don’t think that they are for me though. I’ll write something more about that later. I am steadily working on the wee quilt… Continue reading
All the grace 