notes from a creative life …
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. I go down to the river where it curls close to Salem Park. Where it ripples shallow over stones. […]
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. Have you ever wondered why seeds do what they do? Why they send their small sprouts toward the light? […]
This post is part of a series. To read more, click here. * You can begin again anytime you choose — any old day of the week. But you can read these words today or perhaps tomorrow– until the rain falls or the river rises… Which is something to think about. ❤
(Sometimes it’s tough to feel at home in your own city. Which is why I’ve given myself a challenge: each day, for forty days, I’m going to find *one* thing I love about this place. And then I’m going to tell you about it. If you want to follow my journey, start here. Today is Day Eighteen.) Yesterday, […]
