Author: Mary

Someday I hope to let the days go by so quietly I can keep up with them. To abide in changing light and shadow, leaf and branch. To observe the play of clouds, ...

With sincere apologies to Oscar Hammerstein Bebop and goosenecks and bitterns in knickers, Night-blooming nettles and pizza with kippers, Naughty pajamas for af...

I was baptized Mary Anne, named for two impossibly virtuous women, the Blessed Virgin Mary, mother of God, and Saint Anne, her mother. They were the epitome of ...

When to sew the stitch in time and when to be not anxious for the morrow Whether many hands will lighten the work or spoil the broth Which illusions to cherish ...

The world sent me a message this morning. It said: “Hello there, square peg. You haven’t been making much effort to fit in lately. Here’s a nice round hole you ...

Sent very few Christmas cards, all of them late. Wrapped gifts at the last minute. Didn’t bake the cookies. Christmas Eve, midnight, under the influence of mosc...

In early July, I saw a weather forecast for the holiday weekend, and I was confused. Didn’t we just have the holiday weekend?  I was thinking of Memorial Day. T...

walk / sock / hollyhock / rock no clock cobblestone / shinbone / pinecone / milestone alone roam / biome / home feet / street / sleet / sweet complete roots / b...

This May: peonies, iris, cicadas. And me. Next May the peonies and iris will blossom again. After this season’s flowers are gone, leaves will turn sunlight into...