Thursday, May 24, 2018

Writing is like gardening. Planting, watering, and weeding are not enough. You have to prune if you want growth. Ron Brackin Breeze blowing, perfect for recalibrating. Narrowing focus, gaining clarity, doubling down on intention. Writing life. Nothing but fragments here this morning. Irony.

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need. Cicero It’s hot—thirty-two degrees Celsius hot. I’m standing at my community garden plot, hose in hand, watering and  plucking the odd spring of dill that’s become a persistent weed since the gardener next door let a forest of hers go to seed.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me. Anaïs Nin Stumbling around in my private journal this morning, so late—and limited—here. Writing and reading for a good part of today and, later, a trip down the hill to the garden and the

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys. Madeleine L'Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art I think I will simply post this meme I created some time ago. It has words on it, and one of my photos; surely that fulfills my personal commitment