Ginny RiderThe Low GroundsI opened the gate and we gurgled over the cattle-guardsOct 1, 2014Oct 1, 2014
Ginny RiderAfter Supper, DownstairsThis is the season of leaves- lots of them. They descend on us in hordes of yellow, orange and brown- and we chase them into dizzying…Oct 1, 2014Oct 1, 2014
Ginny RiderRunning on a TreadmillWe trick our bodies into thinking they still run from wolves,Jul 23, 2014Jul 23, 2014
Ginny RiderYesterday I ran to the oceanYesterday, I ran down the hill to the ocean.Jul 23, 2014Jul 23, 2014
Ginny RiderGood MorningThe cab driver asked me if I liked the radio on and I said yes!Jul 23, 2014Jul 23, 2014