I am looking back at the beginning of my journal as I am about to use up the last pages and start a new one. In the first few pages…

Ocean eyes I can dive deeply into Finding myself reflected back Inside an obsidian center, My gaze intersected by meridian blue And the sound of the sea within The nautilus…

Yesterday was one of those floating dream days where every moment seemed inspired and as new as the light green shoots of grass passing up through the old ones. The…

Nature always moves me. Walking. Behind my house. Up sand and scrub. Through arroyos and gravel roads. The sky at my back, stares dark grey, weighted and waiting to spill.…

Above: Snow Clouds in New Mexico Transition. Life is a transition. Sometimes, I feel more like I'm in a transitory state, but even when I don't feel like I am,…

I went for a hike with James, Adam and Christina last weekend to the top of Pedernal, that flat-backed mountain portrayed in Georgia O'Keefe paintings. So, so beautiful! We camped…

Imagine, two hummingbirds, Building a fire together, Delicately selecting kindling of straw and spider web and horse hair, and those nearly translucent aspen leaves, creating that base, attentively adding the…

Today, I worked at the dressage stable, as I have now for the past month. As always, I enjoy being near the horses. The work fits perfectly for where I…

Cream curtains draped in light. Its morning. As I look closer, I notice tiny creases and window pane shadows on fabric. The curtain length lingers on the floor, too long…

  We hiked to Lake Katherine, by the Santa Fe Ski Basin and Baldy, on Sunday -14 miles total through turning aspen and warm sun. I had never been all…