Musings on Nature, Summer and Parenting

Musings on Nature, Summer and Parenting

Dear Soul Beings, The scent of pine and dust fill my nostrils as I trample through the bushes and under the barbed wire, that separates our property from the arroyo and our neighbors. I brush off the sand from my knees and trudge on. Toffee, my German...
Impermanence

Impermanence

Dear Soul Beings, It is another startlingly beautiful New Mexico morning as I walk through the overgrown path behind my house, heading out to the arroyo. I feel the wind shuffling the grasses and the leaves on the aspens are glittering. The earth is wet from recent...
New York Travels

New York Travels

Dear Soul Beings, I am sitting in Starbucks at the corner of 63rd and Broadway. It’s 8 am and packed with people; people in workout clothes, suits, skirts and saris. In the corner, a homeless man is strewn across the bench. Another one sits by the front door. Outside,...