righting

Pods are hanging from the birch branches, multiplying overnight.  What has been bare for months will soon be full, leaves and green-ness and rustlings-in-the breeze.  The tulips have finally opened, I exhale.  I’ve been holding my breath, fearing they might not bloom this year, perhaps confused by the extreme back-and-forth we’ve experienced these past two months.  I’m still feeling … Continue reading righting

maybe

There is ice on the deck, the magnolia blooms are turning brown, spring then back to winter, the weather app telling me it will be spring again this afternoon.  We’ll see.  Back and forth, a game, a folly.  I wonder how my neighbors’ magnolia feels, wonder if it hurts or aches, doubt its enthusiasm for this game.  I wonder, … Continue reading maybe

Gratitude Week 2021

So many gratitudes.  Here are but a few… for the morning cup of tea or coffee, depending…for this beginning, this comfort, this ritual for my little family…for these three, who know me better than anyone in the world, who love me for extended family…for friends, for kindred…for yoga and writing students…for neighbors…for all these people whose … Continue reading Gratitude Week 2021

Tea

The tea.  Always the tea.  I could take a thousand photos of tea (and maybe I have).  Could drink a thousand cups of tea (and maybe I have).  I will never tire.  And so this morning, tea.  A second cup.  Doughnuts made, covered in powdered sugar, eaten.  Online classes for the kids.  Work of my … Continue reading Tea