...before that troubled imprint, a land apart, and isles of parts, of shagged bark and burred wind...
Category: Stones
Eaton County Mammal
It's not a glamorous place to become a healer/poet. It’s neither east, nor west in the lower peninsula. Even to say peninsula gives you the idea of water nearby, but Eaton County, Michigan isn’t the place to find much of that. It’s undulating country sides-- ‘hilly’ may be too extreme a description. To the settlers… Continue reading Eaton County Mammal
Timeless Orkney
There was a lovely woman in Kirkwall, on my honeymoon with Scott in Orkney. I have one photo of her, and I remember her name being “Barbara.” She wore a red beret, large brown clogs and sweatpants. Typical of the acquaintances we easily made, she was from California. She had wanted to live in Orkney for… Continue reading Timeless Orkney
Begijnhof
Peace from the Resistance Truly special places cause all the other tourists around you to melt away, and you are left alone with the place. Yet, there is nary a spot of Amsterdam that hasn’t been overturned like a fertile field over and over. You will certainly find the Begijnhof by looking at the tourist brochures. It is in… Continue reading Begijnhof
Walking Forward from What’s Left Behind
Moving forward sometimes leaves some good stuff behind...
Why Stones?
Have you ever stood inside a cello?
Lithic Lyric
I was told to become a Rolfer(TM). I didn't know I could be a healer of people. I told my Rolfer I "didn't want to help people." I thought that was true...but he said you only had to help fix people. That was not true, but it got me to thinking I could be a… Continue reading Lithic Lyric
