July 4, 2022 This city is largely uninspiring for me. Like the mountains, it feels confining. Its fast pace exhausts…
The Point of Trees
I want to climb this tree. This tree sits in the middle of the quiet (for now) loop in which…
Lake Whitney, TX: Receiving Memory as Healing
The lake rolls, and a distant boat’s attenuated wake sucks gently at the limestone shore. The last tufts of cottonwood…
About: Me, the Blog, You, the Dogs
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.…
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…
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…