With summer looming, I can’t wait to get back outside for more than my daily walk, to hike along wooded trails or beside lakes and rivers...

I flipped on the local station that had covered the Chauvin trial all the way through, plopped into the middle of the couch, and waited.

Today, I'm celebrating the release of my poetry chapbook, How We Learned to Shut Our Own Mouths, published by Gyroscope Press.

Every time I read about nests, I remember the robins who used to nest above the light outside our back door, their nest precarious ...

Resurrection. Rising from the dead. A return. Rebirth. There are so many ways to look at this idea... (An essay-poem contemplation.)

I’ve been a yoga student for several years and still feel like a beginner. There is so much to learn about breath and movement...

It was a warm, sunny March day and eagles were everywhere. Every time we looked up, we spotted one or two. We also saw hawks, crows, and ...

I've been watching today's strong winds cause every tree in our backyard to break into wild dances, rhythmless and perfect, as spring's ....

Now, a year later, I think back to that time and am stunned at what we didn’t know, how we had absolutely no idea what loomed ...

Suddenly, it feels like March. It’s not quite the end of February, but the hints of change are there: damp air, melting snow, breezes....