At the water’s edge

At the water’s edge

Summers were spent in the alternate reality that was Beach Haven. The small strip of beach between the YMCA camp and the harbor on Orcas Island, divided by large rocks that jutted out into the sound. A natural barrier against reality. Sometimes civilization would weedle its way in, in the form of yogurt containers and … Continue reading

Fiddlehead

Fiddlehead

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” – Rainer Maria Rilke – Do you remember last year’s songs? They do. Now, it’s time for us to sing along. ps. Check out Nikki McClure’s similarly beautiful rendition of April (from her 2013 calendar). Continue reading