nature

A poem, two paintings, and a prayer.

Another storm is on its way, carrying a warning on its wind. We spent yesterday stacking wood to ready ourselves for fallen trees and...

Summer days and the sweetest little gallery

I am letting summer in. The rest, slow down. Heat making limbs loose; Naps always on the edge of fingers. Long walks on the beach,...

Monday's poem and life lately

The heatwave passed. Long walks on the beach. Homemade ice cream in bowls made by my own hands. Still in awe of being home. The beauty...

Monday's poem

By Mary Oliver, From The Book Of Time, poem 1. I rose this morning early as usual, and went to my desk. But it's spring, and the thrush...

Dear Friday,

Another week filled with art and music, nature, my children's laughter and sometimes tears. Kenya is out of lockdown, cases have fallen,...

Dear Friday,

The rains are here; Dampness has moved in. Sweaters unearthed from the very bottom of drawers. Blankets accumulating near all sitting...

Dear Friday,

Long week. It's hot in Kenya. Bone melting hot. But the long rains are coming and they bring their own difficulty so I lean into the sun...

Between 2 worlds

I’ve been on this expat journey years longer than a decade now. From one country to another, we move and settle only to uproot once...

Finding beauty

My son found this amazing grasshopper exoskeleton sitting on our steps as the full moon was rising. He showed us a turtle hidden...