Like a River Glorious

She sat on the bridge rail Made of field stones, I sat on a mossy rock below Feet immersed in the ice Of May water running from Last month's snow, Watching it fall and chuckle Over moss coated rocks. diamond & emerald  Something about the water Washes away stresses That never really mattered. sand & … Continue reading Like a River Glorious

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How I Killed My Succulent

My thumbs might appear to be red, but they are actually green.  All three of my grandmothers still garden.  One raises her own produce patch from seeds, keeping the seedlings inside, until the snow melts.  Another grows beautiful rows of flashy petunias, stately gladiolas, and vegetables for fresh eating.  The third, rearranges her perennial grasses, … Continue reading How I Killed My Succulent

Framed

They never tell you when you move four and half hours away from home, cross an international border, and exchange the name "teacher" for the name "student" that you will face an identity crisis so piercing that it leaves you feeling empty. In the process of developing one's self, you loose pieces, find other long-lost … Continue reading Framed