Birds & Other Beautiful Things
This weekend I get to do one of my favorite things in my role as Resident Artist at The Bishop’s Ranch, make things pretty. We have a big event that starts today called the Annual Forum. It’s a time when
Life should leave deep tracks
While sitting with this poem this week and working on my art response, I kept conjuring up the memory of the old general stores of my youth. I grew up in California Gold country. In tiny towns, barely towns any
Lost and Found
My book group met last week. Usually we read novels and sometimes nonfiction and very occasionally poetry. This was one of those rare times of poetry. We chose to read from Kay Ryan’s book of poems The Niagara River.