Poems

Summer Solstice!

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Hello Summer!!! I don’t know about you all but I am lovin’ summer! June is my favorite month, in part because we are groovin’ right towards the longest, lightest, brightest day of the year…today! Oh summer how I love your green grass and true blue skies and the whir of sprinklers and robin song at dawn and the scent of iris and the taste of carbon on my tongue from grilled goodness and the feel of sun on my skin and the crack of an afternoon rainstorm…summer abundance! This little watercolor of the side view of a sunflower calls to mind the spirit of today’s amazing light. As does this lovely poem from Mary Oliver. Hope your day is filled with lots of paying attention to the beautiful details of this glorious season.

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On A Green Day In June…

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Still loving June and trying to say yes every chance I get, soaking up every precious day. Spent a lovely morning with my friend Alix sketching at Chautauqua Park and lunching in the old grand dame of a dining hall - a retreat to a bygone time. Meanwhile back in the studio I fleshed out my sketches … Continue Reading

Murmuration

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  Love THIS! We get huge "murmurations" of starlings in the fall, eating up the left over corn fields. I'm so fascinated by their mysterious elegance – I just had to share. Brougth to you by Islands and Rivers

Impossible

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  dig this TED talk. spoken word. written word. journal. visual journal. it's all good. just keep looking for your voice. a shout out to my daugher's friend Katie who found this.

Summer Equinox

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A poem for the longest, best day of the year. The Swan Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air – An armful of white blossoms, A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned into the bondage … Continue Reading

Landscape

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Isn’t it plain the sheets of moss, except that they have no tongues, could lecture all day if they wanted about   spiritual patience? Isn’t it clear the black oaks along the path are standing as though they were the most fragile of flowers?   Every morning I walk like this around the pond, thinking: … Continue Reading

Honoring the Solstice

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  The Journey One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice–
though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. "Mend my life!" each voice cried. But you didn't stop. You knew what you had … Continue Reading

Moving On

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It doesn't seem that long ago that fifth and tenth grades were starting in our house. And now we've completed that circle around the sun and it's dreamily, sleepily summer vacation! My career as a mother of elementary aged children is officially over. Finito. It's bittersweet. Each phase and year seems to be the best, … Continue Reading