After a dance in the woods, a meditation on the beach, to find something inside, as the sun goes down, and you open your eyes, and it’s a new world.
duck and the ducklingsso sweet paddling small feet, butwish they hadn’t pooped
An old mill was here / and the same falling water / feeds a new flower (Notes: Mann’s Pond is my go to spot for exercise in the morning. Stretching, jumping, waving a staff through the air. With heron’s, swans, snapping turtles, this waterfall from an old mill in the early 1900’s. The center of the world for me, always … Read More