current situation










some  manage to stay afloat

while others watch safely from the shore

in that odd space

that’s not quite winter

but not yet spring










rare moments of clarity










 that day by the lake

 quietly absorbing the color and light






on the surface








“Light plays on the
dark surface of the lake. Each afternoon
your shadow walks beside you on the wall,
and the days stay long and heavy underneath
the distant rumor of the harvest. One
more summer gone…”


~ Dana Gioia







spilt milk






with the fear of stagnation
she became a shapeshifter







lakeside light









“Our job is to record, each in his own way,

this world of light and shadow and time

that will never come again

exactly as it is today.”


 ~ Edward Abbey