The Journey

I let Isabelle out into the front yard with its fresh confetti covering of white snow. She is just three weeks out from having her front...

Isabelle is still here. She made it to 2023! A few months ago I would not have thought this possible. But she seems to have settled into...

The rain is pouring down in buckets. I peer out my spattered windows to see trees almost entirely bare, save for the brown rust colored...

Driving home after leaving Isabelle at the hospital for a bone biopsy to confirm what I already know in my heart, I am left with all...

Isabelle, my sweet beautiful golden retriever, who shares a birthday with my husband, turned twelve this year. When people ask me how old...

The surface is so still birds float like rubber ducks in a bath. Bobbing gently. Hundreds of them black and shiny in the October sun....

It seems like forever since I last wrote or posted anything on this site and for that I apologize. I have always been a great starter....

TS Eliot says "April is the cruelest month". I choose to think otherwise. Yes it can be cold, and it can snow, and it can rain, and gray...

The first day of spring The smells of spring are caught in the layers of worm laden leaves and pine needles spread out under my feet as I...

Death is a song I sing and sing and sing until my voice grows hoarse with it. It is a thousand shades of blue and green and red and all...

Looking out at the Turquoise waters of Chalk Sound I am trying hard not to cry. Griffin is failing. I wonder if he waited until we left...

I am basking in a warm sun, watching magnificent clouds that spit rain at random moments, turquoise water so blue it seems unreal, and a...

Standing in line at Starbucks, where I go out of desperation for my morning coffee, I watch the elderly gentleman ahead of me placing his...

all rounded in life it is that we start as eggs and end as dust or begin with a yolk full of rich, sweet, golden nectar encased by the...

Today is my twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. I'll admit I'm surprised I am here. It is hard to imagine that twenty-five years have come...

The last time I was on a plane was over two years ago. I flew to England for a conference on aesthetics and health and then spent a week...

Oh my heart. From broken to unexpectedly full. Four days ago I was preparing to put down my old dog, Griffin, to stop the suffering of...

Soft white snow a confection of clean covers the dark mud cracked river of today and tomorrow another flood or fire or storm the costly...