Struggle
I struggle. It’s NaNoWriMo — National Novel Writing Month — and the stories that once flowed are blocked, depressed from the whispers in the world of the coming end times. I … Continue Reading Struggle
A journey into the cloud…
I struggle. It’s NaNoWriMo — National Novel Writing Month — and the stories that once flowed are blocked, depressed from the whispers in the world of the coming end times. I … Continue Reading Struggle
What sidewalk chalk poetry will you write today?
What are your community’s public places?
look for the little things
keep taking your photos and videos with your smartphones — you never know when or what will inspire your creativity or make a connection with others.
Father Winter’s
fortress of snowflakes
Rest your eyes.
Sooth the soul.
Pay Attention
Beauty so subtle:
warming climate brings beetles–
my needles, me, die.
I don’t understand lichen, do you?
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 to see a Yellow-Throated Warbler catching a rest on his migration.
Thinking about a native plant themed garden for our area — how could you research for your area?
when horses arrived, horses became part of the people
join the WriteOut sponsored by the National Writing Project and the National Park Service to get outside and observe the spaces around you,
listen to each other
be the helper
be part of something good