The ring above was bought for me by my mother in 1982 as I started college in Durango, CO. I…
Letting the Light In Again
I am settled again in a tiny park on a creek far from the sprawling North Platte river of Nebraska.…
Dallas Stopover: Transcendent Love or Perpetual Friendship
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…
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…
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…
Going where? The Stagnation of Predictability
21 March, 2022 Two years ago today, I was moving into a new house and putting many of my belongings…
Sloshing: Trauma, Memory, & Blurting
In the grand scheme of things, nothing I do or don’t do is of any value. I am not a…
Obligation: Buzzing around Blanche
This second week of March, 2022, marks two years since I moved out of the beach house my ex-husband and…