April 30, 2016

Walking the Rye marshlands

Someone thoughtful left a perfect walking stick propped up against a tree. Grateful.

If I press my hands against this, will I find myself back in time? In Scotland? Hmmm.

Better to Be Here Now

Field of deer

On both sides of me (note to self, check for ticks)

And avoid the turkeys (good life rule in general).

April 29, 2016


Popped in my old stomping ground on our way back home.


Lovely stream 
Really liked this curved fence.


Lake at the end of the road

View of Lake Champlain from a fifth floor window 

April 27, 2016


Point the arrow North and follow winter's slow retreat

April 22, 2016

Poetry April

So pleased to have my poem, Perspective, on the No Extra Words podcast. I'm reading it - I found an app to record it and did so feeling madly techie the entire time. 
Another good thing this lovely month of celebrated poetry is having four lines from my poem, Backstory, riding around on buses as part of an inspired poetry event by Norwalk, Connecticut 's very own poet laureate, Laurel Peterson. 
If you are on a bus in Norwalk, enjoy the poetry snippets by assorted poets, and here's the photo to guide you to listen to the podcast. 

April 17, 2016

Sunday Quote

Be a songbird, not a parrot. 

- Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Poetry as Insurgent Art

Alice (New York Historical Society Museum)

April 3, 2016

Sunday Quote

It is the still, small voice that the soul heeds, not the deafening blasts of doom.

- William Dean Howells

April 1, 2016

Spring unspools

I've been down with the worst cold and it seems that Spring was very busy while I had my nose buried in a box of tissues.

But where are all the turtles?