Tag Archives: writing

Finding our true voices

Posted on January 19, 2018 by

The other morning Pam (Roughwighting) and I yakked on an early morning phone date.  We’ve connected with our voices on the telephone on and off for a couple of years now.  We talk about creativity, writing, mothers, dreaming, jobs, books … Continue reading →

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The space between the end and the beginning

Posted on December 26, 2017 by

So Christmas hath ended, passed away, disappeared into the ethers. New Year’s approaches, wearing bells and jangles, but she’s still in the future. We’re in between, kids. We’re in between the Solstice and Christmas and Hanukkah and other shining holy-days. … Continue reading →

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As the seasons turn…

Posted on November 6, 2016 by

I am stopping by to say hello to this blogging world: Hello, Hello! I am sorry to have seemingly deserted this rich and beautiful place, but it seems like the Universe (whom I hold dear and absolute) has alternate plans … Continue reading →

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Oh the flow…

Posted on May 21, 2016 by

I recently returned home to the Upper Peninsula after a week-long visit with my mom in the Thumb of Michigan.  It’s a 550 mile drive from the western U.P. through the sands of the eastern U.P. through breaking-into-spring greens in … Continue reading →

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One bright magical shining leaf that was known as Camelot

Posted on October 14, 2014 by

Today I shall tell you the story of one bright shining magical yellow leaf. Before that tale births, may I share other stories of waves, sand, trees, autumn colors, and who knows what else? Last weekend we drove east and … Continue reading →

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Wolf, waves, coyotes, rain, wine, goose, friends.

Posted on October 6, 2014 by

Wolf pauses by the gravel roadside, erect, regal.  His fur coat gleams in autumn.  He looks neither left nor right, yet seems to sense everything in his world. I creep forward in the car, mesmerized by this creature of the … Continue reading →

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Missing it

Posted on September 11, 2014 by

Sometimes I truly miss my year-long outdoor blog commitment.  Some of you may remember Opening the door, Walking Outside.  From Solstice in December, 2008 through December 20, 2009, I spent time outside every day and blogged about it. It proved … Continue reading →

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