In this unprecedented (in our lifetime) pandemic-driven retreat into home sheltering, moments of reflection come and invite me in. It’s like a dollop of opportunity for life review, but hardly a linear process. It’s more like smatterings and brief meaningful…

The stars are moving at fantastic speeds. Their motion is invisible, my span of life inadequate To clock or plot the change. The ancient ones left charts behind to show the nighttime cosmic coals From which they named the shapes…

goddess cowgirl (to kathy) so here you are: stetson angels, yoga and a country band will hover in the corner with your dreams be they pearly small or boulder grand. not for blossoming alone do gardens stand. with your ancestress…