Available Light
Harrow(ing)
During our early March visit to the woods*creek*meadow, I was able to partially solve the mystery of the large object buried on the woods-side of our creek, thanks to our builder, Tony. He offered the use of his small Bobcat excavator, already on our premises for some driveway work, after I told him about noticing something spiked and metal sticking out of the ground more than a year ago as I was cleaning up trash in the woods.
After the deluge
Hurricane Helene stormed through the mountains of North Carolina in late September while my husband and I were visiting my son and his family in Melbourne, Australia. We watched the events unfold an ocean and a continent away.
Pick your poison
It’s probably a little late in the summer for this, but I need to make a public service announcement about poison ivy.
Illumination
The ground over which I now was watching these tiny sparks of light from my front porch was a place I had known the joy of kinship…
