Unbelievable precision. This is mesmerizing. We watched this on Thursday for Theater and Dance night.


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“But The Kettle’s on the Boil and We’re so Easily Called Away”

Poet/Writer - Book Published in December 2020, "Days of Soup and Holler." Current WIP, "UnRibboning." Like field notes from a poet through mother/daughter tension, menopause unraveling, midlife, a father dying and the vigil around that. And the throughlines I didn't even realize until after the writing - were what was holding me through it all. My steady husband, my boys, the sky, our mountains, these curvy river roads. San Francisco City Girl turned Southern Oregon Country Girl. I write about Parenting, Lifelong Learning, Living with Intention, and Finding Beauty in Unusual Places. I seek beauty as an artist always, and share it when I find it. Narnia beckons me. I see it everywhere: in the way light filters through trees, in forests, in waterways and pathways, in lanterns, and of course, in wardrobes. I hold tight to the Older Magic.
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