A path by the sea

             
                                              The long grasses and the sound of the ocean made us feel the world as a huge breathing animal, and we moved along with her pulse and her breath.

After weeks of rain,

                                             After weeks of rain, we were all sun-drunk.

             Settling into spring, and the sheer relief of all the flowers and light returning.

Small pleasures

                                                       I want to believe that spring is almost here.

Winter garden

              Glanced over quickly and saw her white horse stepping out.

summer, come again

thinking about those nights in Carolina with the kids racing out ahead of us to look for ghost crabs, and how we all seemed like ghosts in the humid night, floating on sea air over sand still warm from the afternoon sun.

As fast as the melting snow

I liked the surprise and glitter of it all and only wish it could have stayed 

a little longer.