Exactly Where I Want To Be

It was 50 degrees out as the sun was setting. I was shamelessly bundled up in my 20 year old poofy coat with the broken zipper (I can still snap it closed), hat on, snuggled into my scarf with my hood up to protect me from the wind, sitting on the aluminium bleecher's at Saline... Continue Reading →

Spring in Michigan

Living in Michigan is not for the faint of heart. One week ago there was an inch of snow on the ground and this weekend was gloriously warm and almost 80 degrees. Many of the folks around me agreed that these late snow snaps are almost more excruciating than the depths of winter because in... Continue Reading →

The Great Break-up

I started to feel the feels about my son leaving the nest when he was about 14. I felt the days ticking down with a resonance of a large gong. It would draw my attention away from the moment we were in to thinking about the moment he would be leaving. I am aware I... Continue Reading →

I Am A Seed

When I think of myself as like a seed or a toddler on the verge of a growth spurt my life makes so much more sense. For a seed to burst through to become a plant it must vibrate like crazy after a time of being dormant. A toddler almost always will digress and be... Continue Reading →

Two Years – Human Construct

January 10th, 2022 is the day the tumor on my ovary was removed with a full hysterectomy. In a follow up visit I heard the words "stage IV" at which time I immediately shut down. I could not hear anything or take in any words. I started rocking back and forth repeating the mantra "this... Continue Reading →

a poem – Snazy

A timeless living statue  that I worshipped as my god.  The smell of his pipe. The gruff of his voice.  His obstinance in good humor.  A charming magician  that could do no wrong in my eyes.  Manhattan in hand.  Tending to his rose bushes.  Go pick an orange of the tree he would tell us. ... Continue Reading →

a poem – 1:04am

1:04am NIghttime The words come to me The sirens in the background  and the muffler of one car accelerating  In the distance a helicopter Busy night I hope folks are alright Although I know they are not Each box asleep or awake Holds its own  October 27, 2021

Propagating Succulents

Unrooted, grounded but floating. I think of the baby succulents I have been propagating. The newly picked or fallen leaves lay upon the soil to dry out a bit at the site where they were separated from the plant from which they grew. They lay upon a shallow layer of soil slowly growing roots towards... Continue Reading →

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