poem: deer

This silent space is filled with me and a small fly careening around in circles. Outside each oak leaf dips and shakes just slightly in a hardly perceptible breeze. I scared a deer this morning. He was munching on tall grasses in the wide open field. My approach was quiet. I kept my head low…

the summer mantle

Each time I find something special outside, I'll add it to our mantle. Stones from Maine, a peacock feather, a flower, a butterfly. I've added these things to an already full shelf of pottery found at the dump, dried roses from our engagement, and my great grandmothers framed schoolwork. All of it is mixing quite…

a turn in the garden

To take a turn in the garden seems such an English thing to do. The big house is surrounded by gorgeous gardens. I try to get out there each day to see what is coming up and try to spot some critters- hummingbird moths, butterflies, swallows, wild turkey, even deer. Every time I walk out…

the goodness of june

Oh, June. You are surely becoming one of my favorite months of the year, and we're only half way through! This makes me happy. This June there has been.... a lot of screen porch sitting, enjoying oranges and my first ever home-made pizza! Broccoli rabe, pepperoni, shallots, garlic and manchego cheese.. yummies! a visit to…