Nourishment and destruction
It was low tide on a sunny day, and we ventured far out on the rocks, searching the life left by the waves. Hidden in the cracks, just visible...
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Falling apart and coming together
This ramshackle house, about to collapse, with not one true-square corner to its credit, is how I wake up some mornings. Out of plumb, not syncing...
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Early morning walk in Sedona
I started the walk before dawn, collecting clouds as I went. Wispy ones darted in and out of the red rock formations; others nestled in puddles...
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The peace of rain
It was raining when I woke this morning. Not an electricity-charged toad-strangler, but a quiet rain, a thoughtful rain. I considered not walking...
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Best 8 Books to nurture creative people in mind, body, and spirit
As a writer, I use the month of January to reorient my life after the craziness of the holidays. That’s when I plan what I want to do during...
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