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Where the Pacific Ocean crests against the cliffs of Cape Arago, lichen-patterned spruce interlock sharp needled branches….
“…and never hurry through the worldbut walk slowly, and bow often.” — Mary Oliver Mary Oliver’s poem…
Who is Raven? Trickster. Light bringer. Change maker. Storm flyer. Ravenous.
North winds whisk snowflakes across dusky wings skimming black waters in the quickening of December’s darkening days….
All things counter, original, spare, strange;Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle,…
When I woke to heavy icy snow cloaking the trees last week, I had a choice. I…
Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken” resonates after a week in Vermont scruffing my shoes through…
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