Sunday, December 24, 2023
Uprooted ...
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Thank you to the readers who followed my writings on Wildspell. Blogger has been my writing home for many years, but I have finally moved o...
Wednesday, June 21, 2023
Swallowing the sun
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Stealing from the chickadees and catbirds, I swallow a handful of velvet-blue June berries. I eat tiny, ripe rubies of strawberries, where t...
Friday, April 28, 2023
Under water
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Earth, my body. Water, my blood. Do the tides of our blood surge when the moon is full, and calm at its ebb? My own feels in need of stirrin...
Tuesday, March 21, 2023
Spring reveal
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Sign of Spring: Finding what was lost. The snow that fell ten days ago was wet and heavy, and I worked up a sweat as I shoveled it. Each sh...
Wednesday, March 8, 2023
What once was marshland remembers
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I was born under a Water sign, and live in a watery place encircled by lakes, wetlands, a creek and two rivers. As a young girl I learned h...
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