Arcady

When the world is weary of mediocrity and the doors are flung wide open to admit the least of us is also worthy, neither better nor worse but as crucial to the whole as any other life form; When we finally attain some sort of collective maturity, a steady hand on the...

Scoured

There are those who shun the wind, though I am not one of them. A desert dweller by birth, living in a subtropical environment has me gasping all too often for air, movement of energy, a yearning for fresh.  Tonight we drove to the end of the road as is often the case...

Raising Mana

My own sadness pulls me inward, bringing tears but also fond and tender memories of another time, another place; sometimes it feels as though it was another life that guided me to those dense woods and sparkling waters of eastern Maine, a place I never thought to...

Lookout

The drumbeat of water is the best sort of background noise, punctuated by birdsong and the occasional distracted glance at nimbostratus hovering in the distance, invitation to tease their own condensed element back to earth; And now here it comes, sideways slants...