School children rushed up the city street. The shu-shush of their corduroy pants woke the white paper birch trees from their dreams. The children had come from an ocean as green and foamy as champagne. Their skin was translucent like the skin of a yellow plum blushing blue, and their eyes were brown but lit … Continue reading White Paper and Water
This was written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompt, "Don't feed the ducks." It should be noted that the photo above is of Joe Mallard, as his mate Marietta is rather camera shy. Joe and Marietta Mallard were vacationing in Sacramento valley pools they caught sight of as they traversed the … Continue reading The Musings of Marietta Mallard
“Listen, are you breathing just a little and calling it a life?” Mary Oliver I like to imagine that the breath goes everywhere in my body, not just into my lungs, and—hey, it’s just occurred to me—it does!! I know this because I used to teach a very pared down simplified science lesson on the … Continue reading Breathing Just a Little
The day before Easter, just about a month ago, I tripped on a concrete block in a parking lot and fell flat on my face. My chin was cut badly enough to need seven stitches, and my jaw now has a tiny little crack in it. I was blessed in that they didn't need to … Continue reading Gravity: how it pulls us
This is a reprint of an Easter post from five years ago. It's still pertinent today. Hope you enjoy it again--or for the first time. Many thanks, and Happy Easter! ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED MARCH 28, 2013 Earlier this week I read over the first draft of my latest novel that I wrote during National Novel Writing … Continue reading Easter Musings 2018
Written at Thursday Group, after a guided meditation in which we were invited to imagine finding a gift under the water, and then transforming into a flower. My friends told me there was a gift under the water and I imagined something of earthly value—a rare coin, a beautiful ruby or emerald, or maybe one of … Continue reading The Lizard
I was just looking at a group selfie, taken a few weeks ago at a Christmas brunch with my long-time friends from high school. For the record, we graduated together forty-four years ago this spring, so we'e known each other a very long time. It's only been in the past five years or so that … Continue reading One Earth
I have not been the most consistent blogger in the world. If there’s anyone out there paying attention this is not such a big surprise. My last post was over a year ago. In that episode, I announced that my poor old sweet-faced kitty Angel was dying of cancer. I got all philosophical and weepy … Continue reading Greetings Blogosphere!
Last week my 13-year-old cat, Angel, was diagnosed with cancer. Her veterinarian/acupuncturist told me the tumors had spread, there was nothing that could be done, and that I had the option of euthanizing her that day. I said no: Angel didn’t seem to be in any pain, she was still running around the yard, leaping … Continue reading Letting Go Of Normal
We’re celebrating a rare and wonderful rainy day here in parched Northern California—complete with deliciously heavy downpours, lentil-sized hail, lightning and big time thunder. I was blessed this afternoon to get home before the big show started, but here’s a journal piece I wrote after driving home in a powerful rain last fall—back when we … Continue reading Celebrating the Rain
