Tag Archives: writing

On Cattail Pond

Posted on November 29, 2018 by

  Some of you may remember the movie “On Golden Pond” that came out in 1981.  Don’t you love the image that name invokes?  A serene pond-lake golden in the sunset.  A pair of loons welcoming the main characters home.  … Continue reading →

Posted in November 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 29 Comments

Longing

Posted on October 2, 2018 by

Do you ever wake up on a Tuesday morning with an undefinable longing?  It palpitates near the heart, perhaps, beating its insistence with a red drumbeat whispering, “Please, please, please.” Of course a mere human can’t figure out what longing … Continue reading →

Posted in October 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , | 53 Comments

I have been eaten by caterpillars & other early September stories

Posted on September 3, 2018 by

  This morning a leaf beckoned me to open the deck door and walk outside.  Come, come, it whispered.  I am covered with dew.  I am a harbinger of autumn, even though most of your leaves still sing in green.  … Continue reading →

Posted in September 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 31 Comments

Rant from the “seat of my pants”

Posted on August 21, 2018 by

Spoiler alert:  This is not a rant about how the world is going to hell in a hand basket.  It’s not a rant about how we sleep at night with starving children in Sudan.  It’s not a rant about Trump … Continue reading →

Posted in August 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 63 Comments

It’s life and death for them today

Posted on August 14, 2018 by

Fingers in brown sandy soil thinning crowded avenues of carrots.  I used to despair thinning these deep tap roots stretching down past undulating worms.  How could one decide carrot life or death?  How could one presume to kill this one … Continue reading →

Posted in August 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 35 Comments

Dance of illumination in the woods

Posted on July 30, 2018 by

  I sat on the couch this morning watching the mind leap from past to future, yesterday to tomorrow, always spinning a thousand imaginings. Slowly the restless mind settled into the ambiance of the room, the shadows of light dancing … Continue reading →

Posted in July 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 34 Comments

Little House, Revisited

Posted on July 25, 2018 by

When we’re six years old, or seven, or maybe eight, squinting over the big print in the Little House in the Big Woods book by Laura Ingalls Wilder–we’re enthralled with the characters of Laura and Mary growing up in the … Continue reading →

Posted in July 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 14 Comments