Wild Words & Quiet ContemplationsStrangers, Mothers, and OrphansWe come into the life of a stranger with all the helpless fury of a storm in an aquarium. Frail and weak, we are unable to perform the...
Wild Words & Quiet ContemplationsStillThe wild night has ebbed. The gales of grief that shook the shutters of my heart exhausted themselves into a mist of sighs. I've become...
Wild Words & Quiet ContemplationsMissing YouI miss you. Silly you, happy you, interested you. I'm learning to live with distracted you, frightened you, silent you, parts of you I...
Wild Words & Quiet ContemplationsHerding In The Digital AgeWhen my husband died, I inherited the 600-acre Colorado ranch he built and managed for 25 years. In the all the time I'd lived there with...
Wild Words & Quiet ContemplationsOne Last Barefoot DanceIt’s official, Spring is here. Scrubbing the floor with the radio on, I was surprised at how sad I was to hear the news. It felt ...