“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
Landing in Australia is rough, high winds blowing in from the east, heavy turbulence, and a wet runway. I bless myself when the plane teeters to a stop on the coarse landing strip, we are late, and of course our gate is now occupied. If I were a conspiracy theorist, I would say the universe is conspiring against […]
This is my one hundredth posting. The rings of thoughts circling my mind are now Living in the Gap. Today I’m a bit of an emotional wreck, I sit in my backyard, commiserating with my beautiful magnolia tree, deeply rooted in the western corner. This is the space I return to, time after time, to […]
Living in the Gap 