my herbal, with buscia’s yellow ribbon as place-marker: hand-bound, home-grown, hand-written, gently compiled. magical gardening August 27, 2015August 27, 2015

little flower, endless path August 26, 2015August 26, 2015

floating August 13, 2015August 13, 2015

hanging on August 4, 2015

new moss and old stone April 28, 2015

remnants of playgrounds and paths,Clark Park, Detroit   April 3, 2015April 2, 2015

supermoon aromas April 2, 2015April 2, 2015

DROUGHT and waterdragon November 8, 2014November 9, 2014

I wish I could burrow deep, near an oft travelled path, and live off the leavings of bigger creatures July 7, 2014

we are compelled to make bowers of orange and salt and chalk July 4, 2014July 7, 2014

slowly washes away June 11, 2014

impermanence June 9, 2014June 10, 2014