From the First of November, 2017
Because sometimes it takes a whole month to write it down. I type with hands that are redolent with garlic, onion, and freshly grated ginger. Today contains a chunk of time for cooking, with hearty…
Autographing Autumn
I was walking, first field-- verdant, moist , glorious carpet of greens, and the woods edged closer, with a beckoning trail, and then the floor was pine needles, punctuated with wily old roots in no…
MelindaOctober 22, 2017
STONE LOVIN’
Dear reader, is there something in the natural world that you are really drawn to? Birds, clouds, pine trees? Lightening storms? Is there something for which you have an unrelenting affection? For, me, it’s stones.…
MelindaAugust 9, 2017
Of Two Minds, or Many
What if there's no such thing as right side up? Of Two Minds, or Many When Left Brain speaks, she is right on about doing it right or don’t do it at all, do…
MelindaJuly 12, 2017
Welcome to Autismville
Shimmering minnow leaves AUTISMVILLE I can’t tell you it is an unpleasant thing to live in the quirky neighborhood, on the far side of the river, a good ways from the thickest part of…
MelindaJune 8, 2017
Self Portrait
" We do not see things as they are. We see things as we are." Anais Nin AS SOUP: I am mostly hearty kitchen-sink vegetable bean. With each tasting I re-season myself; more salt, a…
MelindaMay 19, 2017
Alone, I am island
Photographer unknown. I am an unpopulated island in a teeming quicksilver sea. I am a sturdy outcropping, raw, rocky, ravaged by two thousand years of volcanoes, seismic shifts. I am a testimony to the chaos…
MelindaMarch 9, 2017