almost spring
longer days
after-dinner walks have resumed
make hay..
while the sun shines
a day of warmth and sunshine
rare for January
the new year has just begun
tired from the busy-ness of the holidays
every bit of extrovert-ness mustered
has been used up
(exhausting for an introvert)
wandering alone around this farm
a breath of fresh air
before my hibernation begins
to sort things out
to accomplish some goals
to start on a couple of projects
to try something new
(in March I will be spending a week up at Maine Media College, participating in a workshop led by Cig Harvey)
Is it possible to teach an old dog new tricks?
I’ll let you know come April
nourishment
walking at night,
drinking the rain,
nourishes the imagination
the way home
“The house was quiet and the night was calm”
~ Wallace Stevens
making the bed
“In November, the earth is growing quiet. It is making its bed, a winter bed for flowers and small creatures. The bed is white and silent, and much life can hide beneath its blankets.”
― Cynthia Rylant
