threads of the spiderwoman

"A Navajo rug may be a commodity for trade. It also may be the voice of the weaver’s prayers and dreams " I found some wonderful v...

Well, I'm suddenly immersed in my month long certificate program at the Center for English as a Second Language at the University of Ar...

THE DOLL'S STORY This is a true story. Towards the end of his life, Franz Kafka, who suffered from tuberculosis, took to walking in a pa...

Florence at Griffith Park, 1928 Girl and Horse, 1928 by Margaret Atwood You are younger than I am, you are Someone I never knew, you stand u...

This was my beloved Grandmother Glen, who I only knew as an old woman. I like to think of her with her long red hair, riding her horse throu...

Florence's Hands I am not at Brushwood this year, celebrating the ritual cycles of Sirius Rising as I have in previous years, but they a...

Now, The Journey is the Reward Cozad, Nebraska, September, 2005. While enroute to Arizona, stopping in a coffee shop, eating pie, and gaz...