the illusion of solitude i am not a social person. if given the choice, i prefer solitude. even so, i worry, sometimes, about loneliness, that unintended consequence of too much solitude. or, of solitude when one might prefer not to be alone. but today, when i was walking by the water, the great blue heron… Continue reading By the Water: Entry 8
turtle bones and The Return of the King...
spring rolls over the lake, with fresh damp air, blackbirds, and new thoughts.
A Change in the Air