These days. Memories stir, rise, and fall of their own free will. This one comes to the surface, catches flight. This night you head down...

These days. Been thinking of Daddy's boat headed slowly up the creek. Gators sunning on the banks. Box turtles lined up on a log. Orchids...

These days. I've been thinking of Saints. Of the ones that go missing in the history books. Those everday Saints we pass and never know....

These days. There are some things that have never been more precious. I woke up this morning thinking of my mother and her wicked sense...

These days. I have snow on my mind. I'm in the midst of a novel set in the 1930's and it is snowing on the mountain. It's like stepping...

These days. I'm thinking of the wind. The power of it and the way it moves. Carries things. Of the invisibility. The way it can't be seen...

These days. I should be thinking of Halloween but I am not. I am thinking of time. The way that time exists within a pocket called...

These days. I am thinking of the word legacy. Of the weight of it and all it means. The way legacy colors all the days of our lives but...

These days. I find I need stillness more than I ever have. And that it is harder to find, to corral the noise running rampant in my mind....

These days. By now, I have learned to trust myself. Lean into my experience. The places I have been, the things I seen. The people and...

These days. I’be been thinking of the West - a lot. More precisely, of the Southwest. Four corners area. Of when I lived in New Mexico...

These days. I am watching dappled sunlight like I have just been born. Like there are filters in this world, soft, shifting patterns I...

These days. These days. I am thinking of old dogs. The way they sleep so soundly lying in Winters’s sun. The soft sound of their snoring...

These days. I’ve been thinking of some doors Those we close and ones we walk through. Doors we pray for and some, well, we’d rather not...

These days. I am old enough to know some things but still- my mind, it worries. My heart, it hurts. For people in war torn places. For...

These days. I am thinking of bridges. The seeming majestic miracle of a bridge that carries us across waters or across years and years...

These days. I listen to Gregg Allman sing these words. “I’ve been out walking, don’t do that much talkin’ - these days.” And so it goes....

These days. Memory seems to be my closest friend. A constant shadow and companion. Like I am some time traveler from the past cast on the...

A few days ago, I was walking wild dog Kevin when I couldn’t help but notice a couple of small kids on little battery cars coming down...

Nope. Not me. But I do so appreciate this old Heart tune showing up in Guardians of the Galaxy 3 Movie. For those of you who haven't...