Far away from bombs and broken hearts we walk in sunshine shoes plodding on concrete hand in hand She talks of polygons and Jane Goodall Polygons are easy and animals can do crazy things She knows the news She’s heard of war She’s heard the air turn blue with the names of despots and doltsContinue reading “Polygons & Jane Goodall”
Crescent City, California, might not be a city of dreams, nor as glamorous as Hollywood. But I dreamed about it for years, specifically the Battery Point Lighthouse. And it’s certainly a great place to see stars – sea stars, that is. When I was a kid, my family and I would often drive between MontanaContinue reading “The Crescent City Chronicles: Or, Everything You Never Wanted To Know About Sea Stars”
My grandmother, my daughter, all the generations before, during, and after. Time echoes.