Swallowtail song Most flowers in the Ozarks die by the end of July, replacedby dark-winged butterflies lace-filled skies, the Ozark… Read more Swallowtail song
Idea to action: Publishing my first book
I remember when people started creating bucket lists. I thought it seemed cheesy—I generally pooh pooh bandwagon movements. But eventually,… Read more Idea to action: Publishing my first book
Pawhuska
Pawhuska Leather boots trudge long lines, old row crops. Bison stampede, push down weeds. Twisters ravage, indigo cream steams spun… Read more Pawhuska
Remains
White lead paint sloughed away, exfoliated by wind and rain. Bright cheeks weathered gray, recalling laughter of yesterday. Wooden legs… Read more Remains
Tiqvah
Poetry:
Tiqvah, hope, God, nature.
No tissues
“Mama, I thought you were leaving!” Maggie looked up from her short stack of wooden blocks where she crouched, smiling,… Read more No tissues
But I . . .
I have never cared about holiness. When I read Scripture, sang songs, or heard conversations about God’s holiness, I felt… Read more But I . . .
The American sky, 1874
What would it be like?– I wander, alone, in quiet woods one winter night staring into the best sky I’ve… Read more The American sky, 1874
2017 gift list
Reflection on the year’s blessings and most important moments
All clear
Does anyone actually enjoy visiting their gynecologist? I didn’t think so. I dread this annual visit more than I detest… Read more All clear
