weather app leaves no doubt
wind and rain headed this way
walk will have to wait ’til later
here I goeth inneth…
novice writer
begins her descent
into the certainty
of madness
spring haiku
pruning old wood
our weigelas
have lost their luster
dictionary reading to an agnostic stethoscope
not enough fingers for all that I want to say
the real deal
robins, nice enough
but my eyes scan
for turkey vultures–
true heralds of spring!
gleanings of a northern life lived
warmth & sunshine today
tomorrow too
winter, though
still has ideas of her own
spring-dreaming
powder-blue skies
where will you take me today?
stories & prose
words on the page
peering into one’s heart
the writer’s dilemma
chicken soup
sunshine sparkles
vegetables sautéing
my winter kitchen
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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