Well....October.... there you are! perpetually and quietly lingering  in this dusty & still place where I used to visit much more ...

  june 30th. ...my mother's birthday... she's 94 today ~ still in hospice. ...such a strange and sad time in our lives for our famil...

from the very beginning, she never really understood the whole idea of being coop-ed up inside, when she could, in turn, be outside scratchi...

       my little farmwitch is wishing you a happy 1st day of Spring...       ~ Blessed be ~ Levora

  hello. time has passed once again and here I am... life is happening at a faster rate now that I'm in my 60's ~ and the universe i...

i'm not one for grandiose projects... in fact ~ the smaller the better. i stitch small, i sketch and paint small things. i prefer minute...

 ... it is nearing the end of august. quiet afternoons spent foraging through the fields and woods to find berries, nuts & mushrooms to ...

       How I go to the Woods.... by Mary Oliver "Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone. ...with not a single friend, for they are all smi...

      A new broom sweeps clean, but an olde broom knows the corners.... ~ Irish proverb                   On Halloween, what bothers some ...

          I am my mother's savage daughter The one who runs barefoot Cursing sharp stones I am my mother's savage daughter I will no...