“Isn’t it beautiful?”

Sometimes, there are things that children say that stop me dead in my tracks. Last weekend was one of those times. John and I decided to head out into the mountains on Sunday afternoon. We had no set plan other than to follow a little road to its end and walk along a hiking trailContinue reading ““Isn’t it beautiful?””

Nurturing Sensitivity

It is miraculous that flower should rise by flower alike in loveliness — as though mirrors of some perfection could never be too often shown — silence holds them — in that space. William Carlos Williams ‘The Crimson Cyclamen” In a few days’ time I will, once again, following a year’s hiatus, be in aContinue reading “Nurturing Sensitivity”

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