“We all grow tired eventually; it happens to everyone. Even the sun, at the close of the year, is no longer a morning person.” ― Joyce Rachelle Well I think one could argue that “tired” is how we are all feeling. Tired of digging around in a purse for that mask, tired of runny hand … More 2021 –
During the afternoon, the heat is oppressive. Not in the heavy way like the humid East, but dry and searing, like the southern deserts. And no place is it hotter than my back deck. Intensified by reflection, the sun bakes the wood while calescent wind swirls like a convection oven. The outdoor rug ingests the … More metamorphose
On May 8, 1981, the Friday before Mother’s Day, my mom lost her battle with cancer. Today is the 40th anniversary of that date, and so it seems important to mark it somehow, to give the day time and attention and thought. I was a wee pre-schooler when she left, only 4 years old, and … More 1981
Winter collapses Sun sinks into horizon near nine Perennials emerging from rest, rain washing sleep from their eyes Hope Awakens in me . Bleakness crumbles Sun births from horizon near six Leaves emerging from darkness, light drawing life from their veins Hope Awakens in me . And yet even in Springtime the wind bites the … More The Last Mile is Always the Hardest
The weight of it. The way it digs into my shoulders, pressing on my bones. My back is bent from the strain, my knees bowed. I am stretched thin and my heart is bruised. It’s my own weakness. It’s the burden of my children’s disappointments. It’s the sadness that crept in to our home. It’s … More Ashes
You dart past with flash of Gilded wing I watch you set on weakened stem like an Aurelian acrobat on a swaying trapeze You hold fast to your perch Nimbly reaching for seeds born of stooped sunflower Your partner alights Less brilliant in hue but equally agile You call She echoes Halcyon voices sounding over … More Goldfinch in September
She waxes fire and fury Violent in temperament Savage hail and wilder winds Hurling arrows of searing rage across Blackened skies She settles broad and brimming Verdant to even shadowland Colour seeping from field and flower Drifting feathers of cirrus bliss through Cerulean vault She wanes tattered, threadbare Humble in submission A final feast for … More Eulogy
Encouraging adequate nutrition for picky school-age and teenage boys can be a tricky endeavor. And for this land-locked prairie family, we have not been very adept at ‘getting our fish on”, so to speak. In summer we will grill a cedar plank salmon and we partake in tuna melts a couple of times each month, … More Omega 3
2019 was a year of change and I have been frustrated with my slowness to adjust to this new normal. I have often been disappointed in myself, and have a sense that others may well be silently weary of hearing my disdain for present circumstances (even though they were willingly chosen). My husband likened these … More Plan
It is difficult to overestimate the challenge of parenting a spirited child. They are relentless. They are persistent. They are not easily satisfied. They will not believe it just because you said it. The evidence does not apply to them. The “why” is never appeased. It has been easy to see the negatives in my … More Cœur et Esprit
Wind and Bone 