Pines of every age fill the air…
nature
June 1
Firefly dancing on a May evening as though some of the stars have descended for a while to greet us surrounded with twinkling lights…and love
November 12
Lost in the woods, my soul, ambivalent and ungrounded, dis-connected. Thinking about praying, but not. Longing to have the desire to pray.
November 11
I long to be like a starling, one of the many/in harmony with the will and energy that is life itself.
November 9
The best part of walking in the woods is being there.