No matter the season, sycamore, we thank you
"Here, the place;
Rest, my shade;
Drink, a wave;
Soothe, your way."
Imagining what I might find at the park today, I hope...
join the WriteOut sponsored by the National Writing Project and the...
Photo taken in 2010 on my way to work: a dusting...
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What are your Saturday simple things?
Traces of Spaces
Between thinking and doing-
twisting and turning
ideas
connect with poetry by finding poems for yourself, for others, or...
The old adage, "Stop and smell the roses" has taken on...
frosted spruce
scattered across
a blue landscape
Sometimes we need a break, a time to just reflect on...
You know they are there, on a branch, hiding. Perhaps you’ve...
connect reading news to my feelings of it. A little reflection...
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