the thaw …

When the thaw happens, it happens all at once. * Almost two months ago now. We go walking in the woods:  me, T and two dear friends.  New-fallen snow lines every limb and leaf.  The light is pale silver; the air cold, but not too cold. Like Winter is making up its mind. * We have […]

be still …

Noon. I curl up on the down-filled sofa under the big bay window.  Watch the light flickering down through the limbs of the old oak: There is nothing I must puzzle out here:  no meaning to decode.  No sign or symbol to deconstruct.   There’s just me, with the sun warm on my skin. And the sun […]