This world of dewIs only the world of dew —And yet…..oh and yet….. – Issa Kobayashj, written on the death of his little daughter I had to move very hastily last September, and all our stuff has been haphazardly stored at my parent’s house in Gainesville, waiting for an unknown time when I am not…
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The Sacred Mother
Being in this new place, I am still getting to know this new piece of earth, and all the plants and the animals that live here and were here before us. Starting over all fresh, I can see the way the land shifts to me with how I live, the ways I walk, the things…
The Threshold
“My barn having burned to the ground I can now see the moon” I did it. After all these troublesome months of so much frantic driving back-and-forth, and the heartache, and the struggle, it’s over. I feel so much relief, but I also feel like I’ve come through a war, still with sword in hand, stalwart…
Here and There
I wish that I had something better to say, but I am living in a war. I am still at my old place here in Alachua, working and working like the girl with brothers turned into seven swans, toiling like she toiled over that last shirt to try to get out and get away and…
Marking Boundaries
There are so many things I am learning on this new journey. I am learning now to mark the boundaries. The corners are the most important things to make strong. Posts must be level. Fencing is really hard work. Machinery is amazing. Friends who help you with fencing are real friends, no doubt about that. Measure more than once. Don’t be stingy. I am…
Toadstools And Fairy Rings 