Where fire lives, I find sublime answers. I write to translate whispers of flame and howling leaves. Comment so I might learn the human words.
Tree Party
As the earth makes it’s seasonal swing with our dance partner, the sun, our days shorten and night prepares long winter hours, the tree party in…
… how to survive fire when you are vulnerable
My little flock of flamesForage in winter twilightThey will nibble palmettoAnd leave black tracksAcross the pine wood floor.
The Anhinga Trail is one of the most visited areas in Everglades National Park. Here visitors can stroll past…
When we touched my face turned red.