jocelyn harperCinnamonCinnamon hits my nose. It’s earthy scent bringing to mind holiday sweetness. As I stir the oats, I recall watching Pappy, at 92, make his…Oct 26, 2022Oct 26, 2022
jocelyn harperSTIRRINGSIn times of crisis, grief and chaos people band together.Mar 21, 2020Mar 21, 2020
jocelyn harperEl ProfesorI have a giant crush on my Spanish teacher. I am not the only gringa in this Mexican seaside town that does. His huge smile with deep…May 1, 2019May 1, 2019
jocelyn harperWelcome to TaosBlue skies with billowing clouds blowing across the mesa. The kind of clouds that plow full force into the Sangre de Cristo Mountains…Nov 13, 2018Nov 13, 2018
jocelyn harperFor The BirdsI’m enchanted with my reoccurring day dream that birds taught us language. In this dream, they inspired us to sing before we could talk…Apr 24, 20181Apr 24, 20181