Time to Sow
When life looms large and my efforts are not enough, you whisper it quiet: Make yourself small. Make yourself as a seed, curled in the dark earth, invisible but...
When life looms large and my efforts are not enough, you whisper it quiet: Make yourself small. Make yourself as a seed, curled in the dark earth, invisible but...
Little mother junco knows a secret. The tilt of her head outside the kitchen window tells me so. She knows the place where heaven and earth meet, somewhere in t...
A raven sits atop the storm-ragged spruce, watching with one gleaming eye turned toward me. She watches through the kitchen window, peering into the mundane eve...