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“I think things disappear when we don’t need them anymore.” -Brandi Carlile, Broken Horses “There is no redemption in suffering.” -Lena...

If you see a loon, that’s it– that’s the day’s Delight. And if you see it from your bright yellow kayak while out paddling your favorite...

I turned the car around, looped back around the block: the strangeness of my life — certainty / mystery / marriage / divorce / loneliness...

The lake calls to you. After wild wind and churning waves, the almost unbelievable stillness, smoothness of the water touches an...

I got up this morning and crawled into (smooshed into?) bed with Ennis for a cuddle. He’s a whole 5th grader. He’s only got about two...

“Sister Amnesia!” Someone who came through the office today had come to see “Nunsense” years ago– maybe five?– and he recognized me. From...

B-A-S-K-I-N-G in the sun: bare skin, out of the wind, like a lizard on a hot stone, a battery charging up, a whole belief system coming...

“The more you stand up for others, the easier it is to stand up for yourself.” -Megan Rapinoe, One Life #Quote

“Discontent is the secret door to significant and life-giving change.” -Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves #Quote

A little red spider down on last year’s birch leaves. A brilliant dot of velvet so unlike the muted browns, the ghostly yellows that have...

The most social places in town have always been, for me, the library and the co-op. They’re what I’ve missed most in this New Way of...

I’m keeping company with a cat named Goose while his people are away. Today we stepped outside: “He is very food motivated and always...

There’s a delight in pulling the string. In unraveling a little– a little more. In talking with another real live human and...

Music and words and falling snow. Candles on the concrete. Silence for George Floyd and the hope that we as a country and a community are...

A dozen lifetimes in one day: hope, despair, redemption, new possibilities. How many layers float, “unseen” above us? If we are willing...

The first loon. All spring I’ve squinched my eyes up and tried to imagine various black and white ducks (and even mergansers) into loons....

Last night I told the children, “I might go for a hike in the morning, so if I’m gone when you get up, feed yourselves.” They mumbled yes...

When the glaciers melted, did they candle like a lake in spring break up? The sun boring weak and watery channels, the ice acting as its...

To force tulip bulbs, you have to keep the pot in the cold and the dark for three months, then bring it into the warmth and the light....

Peeling back the layers. In conversation and questions: Why doesn’t this thing work? And should I have seen it coming? And then talking...