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One swallowtail hunkered down in the lawn, bobbing up and down as the wind went sweeping down the plain. Another I followed into the tall amber waves of grain in the back field, and located it two-thirds of the way down a stem, gripping on for dear life as each stem waved and whipped past its gossamer wings. I tried to take notes on how to ride out the turbulence. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ being ok 
I perch and hover on this equinox, my compass needle steadying but this orienting is an active state, an attentive tending. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ equanimity 
The portal is open, the ideas are flowing onto the page, I am diving under each wave and coming up breathless and ready for the next. . . . → Read More: the portal 
“When overwhelmed thinking about covid, I distract myself. Like, I think about how to write pi in binary.” . . . → Read More: ~a month in the life of a lifelong learner~ favorite college professor  Leave a comment  abundance, gratitude, lifelong learner, lifelong learning, parenting  abundance, being a mama, consent, dinosaurs, educational priorities, fossils, graph paper, gratitude, infinity, lifelong learning, math, nature, outside, paleontology, paleontology camp, parenting, plants, reading, rubik's cube, science, trilobites, vi hart 
Life is once again starting to emerge on the planet – trilliums, trout lilies – and though we humans are still laying low for the near future, the farther future is starting to look more hopeful. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ emergent 
Saturated and soggy, clearing the photo folders out for spring. . . . → Read More: ~black and white wednesday~ saturate 
“…we step out of the shade aflame and unafraid, the new dawn blooms as we free it, for there is always light if only we are brave enough to see it, if only we are brave enough to be it.” — Amanda Gorman, The Hill We Climb. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ lighter 
With your mind empty and clear, individual words roll under you like the waves. . . . → Read More: a boatswain’s crepuscular ditty 
One of the things I’d like to remember for this year is finding out that going inward allowed me to, paradoxically, expand in ways I wouldn’t have guessed. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ reflect 
I am placing this image of nine-years-ago Quinn drawing a whole bunch of baby dinosaurs “standing on the floor of the egg” here to signify that there’s a lot of writing going on, gestating behind the scenes. The sun ball lamp might be my egg incubator, and I am waking up early to . . . → Read More: tender and mild |
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