Swimming in the Sky

Have you ever noticed when you swim in a lake on your back- you could be paddling among the clouds? The mirror of water borrows blue & white from the sky, and floating, suspended, I feel the water as soft as air against my skin. Clouds float with me, or cross my path, throwing a…

Snow Day

Blurred by ice-then-snow-now, grass and tree and house and bay are rendered in the softest greys. Meteoric, a crow as black as space lands on a tailwind. Then another; black feathers plump and shudder off the snow. They strut like they own the place. Which today, they do. Neighbors' grand homestead, built out over decades…

The Earliest Frogs

I hear frogs. Yesterday a deluge. Wild storms ripped libs from the trees. Pounding rain left pools of cool spring water the vernal pools that invite the sleeping ones awaken. Imagine: your world is cold, solid, dark. You are one with the winter dream, until a trickle of liquid warmth reaches down, stirring something in your…

A New Year Dawns

I've been grumpy about the unseasonably warm weather - over 70° leading up to Christmas just didn't feel right. But heading into the end of the year, Voila! And it's so crispy cold that the bay has frozen. There is a beauty to the frosted morning, a certain chilled pink and blue glaze over lawns…

Icewater Mansions

On November 10, 1975, a wild winter storm was welcome incentive to stay indoors and study. A friend called me the next day to tell me his boat had sunk. We shared our memories of that crummy little boat. Then I told him about the sinking of the Fitgerald and we fell silent, the phone…

Tidewater Retreat

On October 17-19 I was on retreat with my AWWG sisters in Mathews, VA. I had never visited this part of Virginia before and was smitten with the peace and big sky. This is a bit of my scribblings. In the Tidewater we have our own weather. Pattern: clouds march offshore, moving south along the coast. Clear inland.…

River Painting: Deep Summer Afternoon

I'm in the last throes of completing a series of river pictures that have been 'almost done' for weeks now. I nudge each of them forward every time I get out the palette, and yet they seem to stay stubbornly in the 'not quite yet' camp. ALMOST!! Last Sunday I completed this one: (click for larger…

The Holy land is everywhere.

Astrology Rob Brezhny is a weekly source of inspiration for me, and sometimes he knocks my socks off with a profound connection, a pithy quote, a soulful connection. But today it's just one simple sentence. The Holy land is everywhere. I spent my Memorial Day Weekend basking in my new home, enjoying the neighborhood and…