Island

I received the gift of an Iona stone from a friend, which sparked this poem….🌿✨

Cherokee mother

For Native American Heritage month, I want to share this poem about the mothers who came before my grandmothers….✨💖

The Bright Ones

On Monday I posted a poem to honor my Aunt Linda. It was a poem I had written a year or two ago, about my family. But after I published it, I realized that I wanted to write a new poem. A poem specifically for her. She was a special lady, so I just let

Lindisfarne Castle

the time of ripples and tides

In the field where I used to board my horse many years ago, there were fossils and artifacts galore. It was thrilling to find them! And these treasures told the story of the sea bed that covered North America millions of years ago, and told of the river that ran through the area thousands of