threads of the spiderwoman

I woke early, on this longest day: the light rose among  the green conversation  of  trees, a fading star, exultant starlings,   two grey sq...

  The Barbed Heart Takes Refuge In a hidden Grove of Palos Verdes Trees (2009)

  I know, you never intended to be in this world. But you're in it all the same. So why not get started immediately.   I mean, belonging...

All this petty worry while the great cloak of the sky grows dark and intense round every living thing. What is precious inside us does not c...

  In 2014 I made a   blog for my friend Nigelle, also known as Zoe , who walked the   Camino de Santiago   at the age of 68. I greatly admir...