This post was originally published on 6 March 2019 Hello and welcome to Lee’s Scribbling. I shift yet again—from being…
Swimming in Joy: Fresh Water, Fresh Perspective
I feel like I’ve come out of a long, dark tunnel. I’m not referring only to the many days in…
Life Lists: Birds and Fears I Have Met
Those are just some of my new life-list birding additions. You may not recognize the last bird on the list.…
Thoughts from a Dark Valley: Lenience as Trauma Response.
In these quiet, internet-free days, I continue to discover things about my past and myself that I have been avoiding.…
Birds & Broken Hearts. Pelicans & Productivity.
(Top left clockwise: Least Bittern, Barn Owl, Starling nestling, Second year, Brown pelican, Ruddy duck female) “Here I am. Here…
Ether Or: Dark to Light Ruminating
Once more in electronic darkness and I am thinking of capricious time. How quickly the last six months have passed…
Craving: Reassembling in Fog
Bear with me. It has been a rough couple of weeks but there is light at the end of this…
Shadowlands: Recognizing Abandonment Trauma
I am once again in a river valley shadowland. Sunlight filters in barely; Internet, not at all. Rather than being…
The Unsubscribe Button is a Delusion: Survival & Concession as a Single Woman of a Certain Age
I’ve been contained in a valley of Wi-Fi, 5G, and visible spectrum shadows for five days. I can walk a…
Setting Boundaries. Fighting demons.
Sunday night. Philpott Lake. I am alone in the RV loop. Everyone else has gone home or moved on to…