Growing up a vanilla Methodist, the word sanctuary simply meant that place in church where the minister would drone on and on forever. It’s where I sang in the choir – a mostly social event for me – took communion, and sat on hard benches waiting for the day when I could make my own … More Sanctum
From Roseate Spoonbills in Florida – my favorite silly birds – to the majestic flamingos in India. Surreal blushes of natures folly.
I have been terribly remiss in my sharing. I have spent more time over on Instagram and Facebook seeking instant gratification avoiding the longer form I so love. It’s not that I haven’t been wandering. Last fall I took a 10 day road trip up to Pennsylvania to see my sisters and cousins, taking back … More I Should be Committed
To me the word Serenity conjures anything that allows me to exhale. Sigh. Release. Relax. Be present. For me that’s nature. Living in Florida has afforded me the incredible gift of a close personal relationship with the outdoors. We have no mountains, and rarely snow, but we have mysterious swamps and glistening white sand beaches, … More Serenity
There is something about wandering. It can be done anytime anywhere, in nature, in a mall, through a city, even in your own backyard. It’s mostly free and all you really need are feet and a sense of curiosity. I grew up in a very sensual environment just outside Washington DC. My father was a … More Park It