~thankful thursday~ caterpillar care

…the wind bathing us in fresh air after a year in which breathing has become much more sacred, the eagle dancing above the rainbow-glazed waterfall… . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ caterpillar care

~thankful thursday~ bedraggled we begin

I’m not doing great, and I didn’t have to pretend I was. I could just stand there like a bedraggled flower and absorb some light, nothing required of me. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ bedraggled we begin

~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ black holes and parabolas

Maybe life is a little like a parabola, you have to get to the bottom of it at some point, but you can look forward to it going back up on the other side! . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ black holes and parabolas

~rainbow mondays~ smolder

“How many fears came between us?

Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell

rained smoldering pus

from skies made of winged death.

Horror tore this world asunder.

While inside the bleeding smoke

and beyond the shredded weeping flesh

. . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ smolder

~summer shorts~ molting

These feathers have done their gravity-defying work and have performed valiantly, but their ragged edges are no longer streamlined, no longer serving to decrease resistance to the flow. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ molting

~summer shorts~ tea kettle

I’ve had his tea kettle on the back burner of my mind as a dear object I have been wanting to trace back in time in writing. Though right now it is sometimes better to keep a lid on the memories, there are days, like today, when it feels as comforting as a mug of tea to steep myself in treasured moments from the past. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ tea kettle

~summer shorts~ butterfly shadows

I was grateful for this little reminder of the butterfly effect of gratitude, grateful also for the visual reminder that we may be tattered and beat up, but we should keep going, that there is still beauty in our surviving, that there is still sweetness to drink in. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ butterfly shadows

~summer shorts~ wilderness wandering

Wandering in a wilderness area together all day is unlike our hour-long video calls in all ways, but most acutely in that I am positioned beside the waterfall of his imagination like I have not been in months. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ wilderness wandering

~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ the morphometrics of distance learning

After his first zoom lecture he told me about geometric morphometrics, which he explained very eloquently and I recorded on my audio recorder. I know he found that area of study quite intriguing – math plus fossils. . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ the morphometrics of distance learning

mother hands

Patricia Ann, Anna Hilda, Hilda Louise, Anna Louise, but beyond my great great grandmother even names fade out of memory. I repeat their names today, as I began to do on my first mother’s day as a mama. . . . → Read More: mother hands