I’m working in my dad’s old shop, on my folk’s property with the trees that I’ve loved for more than half my life ❤️ My dad, the trees I belong to, they’re all here. You said today that there is a new energy to my art, But familiar. And I knew instantly it was DadContinue reading “Walk to Dad’s Shop”
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Air
All the windows and doors open all day with no AC running, hearing the birds and wind again in my little home, piling on blankets to ward off the overnight chill while I listen to crickets in the dark…this weather is absolute bliss and the panthers and I are soaking it up as much asContinue reading “Air”
Melting Dripping Summer
My folks are out of town and as I live on their property amongst the giant pecan trees, I offered to help out with the kitties and the garden. They are off to cruise from Iceland to Norway over the edge of the Arctic Circle and their days and nights probably aren’t getting warmer thanContinue reading “Melting Dripping Summer”
When a woman spends time cutting a sailboat into pieces, under the tallest pecans for 100 miles…
Well. About 15 years ago my ever adventurous dad parked his 30 foot sailboat in their backyard down by the creek lining the bottom of the property. It sat there for a while, under the towering pecans, until a storm made the creek flood and picked the boat clean off the trailer, spun it, andContinue reading “When a woman spends time cutting a sailboat into pieces, under the tallest pecans for 100 miles…”
Punishment
“It is a mourning, to be broken for one we love. And it doesn’t heal easily or quickly. I’m over three years now from walking away from who I thought was the love of my life and still not the same. It is unfair how we punish ourselves.” I wrote this today to my longestContinue reading “Punishment”
Prime of My Life
My entire existence I’ve been told “a woman’s sexual prime is in her 40’s…I looked forward to feeling that rush, that high, of being there. Feeling more myself than ever. Having a confidence I couldn’t have imagined before. Of being seen by others in a light I never had. In many ways most of thoseContinue reading “Prime of My Life”
Constellation, a reading
Drum Waltz
I dance For my feet shall sing And move me along with the notes, Toeing the soil our mother holds me And the tree who has always reached for me Since I saw her Seems to also hold the stars in her hands. I move Without music playing all I can hear Are drums relegatingContinue reading “Drum Waltz”
Dreams
We all dream of ourselves…especially when we dream of houses, or places we live. I’ve several places I return to in my dreams repeatedly. One is a wild spring that feeds into a river and every time I dream of it it’s different. Sometimes it’s being overrun by destructive humans. Sometimes it’s wild and free.Continue reading “Dreams”
Only My Eyes
The edge of you Brushed my skin so lightly It bowled me over Hair spinning a torrent a tumbleweed Wild as the gusts that roll it And just as prickly You gave me goosebumps I wasn’t ready for And whirling to catch my breath Dry eyes dusty white I stood in place rooted, Cuts stillContinue reading “Only My Eyes”
A Burd in Flight 