The Legend of Mallard Ridge – A Christmas Tale

I’ve seen Santa. He wasn’t at home at the North Pole or in his sleigh flying around with reindeer. He wasn’t in a fancy chair at the mall or under the mistletoe in my living room. He didn’t even wait until Christmas Eve to appear. I saw his jolly old self running around the halls [...]

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Life As Art (and gift)

Talk to most any artist and they’ll confirm the many broken pots, wadded-up papers, re-painted canvas or ripped-out stitches along the way of their art. Such is also true of living.  Writer and cancer survivor Mark Nepo says, “I have discovered that living is the original art.”  I read these words and my soul screams, [...]

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Where I’m From

I am from vagabond musician…troupe in tow.
Settled in Old Money town when learning number 5,  (me)  on the way.    I am from a crib in the living room….          looking up at 4 teenage siblings.   Their baby doll…adored and dressed-up.
I am from my seat high in the maple tree or the swing beneath its’ [...]

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Just A Dream

I value my dream life. Both night dreams and day dreams, it doesn’t matter. Many of the things I love best come to me, in some way… small or large… through the clarity of dreaming. Today I am packing some precious belongings to head for Sadie’s Place, our little  cottage in Ashe County, N.C. Most [...]

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Love At First Sight

This morning Steve and I lingered over our morning meditations which prompted a discussion of love at first sight. I’ve always loved Valentines Day. Not for the slurpy, silly, market driven reasons. Not just  a romantic notion,  but a day for unabashed thoughts of love. I’ve enjoyed making paper valentines with my children, singing at [...]

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Logan Ward — Blogs, Pictures, and more on WordPress

Logan Ward — Blogs, Pictures, and more on WordPress
For those of you who think on these things, I found one of my entries here. It’s a great book and calls us to think about what the good life, past or present, really means and what it will “cost” us. Let me know what you think.

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snow day!

Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! It’s snowing. It’s falling like crazy. There’s a blanket of white covering everything. This is great!
I forgot to feed the birds. I gave away my hot chocolate last week. My work plans will have to change.
I’m putting on a pot of soup beans. Making cornbread. Pulling ham slices from [...]

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Tree Hugger

Steve and I recently added a new voice to our morning ritual. Titled “The Book of Awakening,” Mark Nepo’s daily meditations are a poet’s words of awakening to life after walking down long halls in the school of hard knocks. He takes the places that rubbed down his rough edges, the darkest corners, the [...]

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what music remembers

I am the daughter of a musician. I am a child of the 60’s. I am the mother of musicians. I sing, I dance, I think in lyrics. When I hear certain music my body remembers what my head and heart may have forgotten. Music is probably the truest language of my heart And [...]

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Be Careful What You Ask

About a year ago I resigned my work as Assistant Director at Laurel Ridge Camp and Conference Center and committed myself to a year’s sabbatical. I told myself I would spend a year outside the work force, explore and ponder, write a blog, catch up with friends and fun and family. But I would not [...]

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