Another Day, Another Scan …

… and another polite euphemism.

This one is ‘a shadow’ … where no shadows ought to be.

It could be something.

It could be nothing at all.

I have wrestled since coming home,

To find an emotion that rings true.

Then I watched this video.

It makes sense now.


Thank you Hecatedemeter for standing in the middle of my path this very night.


“Poetry is a matter of life, not just a matter of language”Lucille Clifton, 1936-1010, writer, educator, poet.

Spring Equinox

Spring Equinox

Many thanks for this perfect image go to HecateDemeter’s madcap friend, R.

Blessed Be.



“ Oh, Spring! I want to go out and feel you and get inspiration. My old things seem dead. I want fresh contacts, more vital searching” Emily Carr, 1871-1945 Canadian painter.