These short curated pieces from my journal were asking to be shared along with my longer Walks with Asha stories.
And so Field Notes came to be.
They’re organized by the seasons. And yet I’ve found these reflections, insights and observations extend beyond the boundaries of the time of year they were written.
All of them have a home here on my storysite.
And each month, usually on the new and/or full moon, selected ones arrive in email inboxes.
Prayer, then and now
After eight inches of heavy, wet snow
A just-right angle
Not so Common Milkweed
Will they come true?
En route to the forest floor
I can’t just call them all brown
I wonder if their encounter was a poem
Late Summer 2022
My amended reply
Looking out. Looking in.
Palmate instead of red
For the beauty of this walk
The service I want to honor
Pink joy of spring
Wondering: One walk, one afternoon
A new-to-us trail
Companions after a sleepless night
But then, so when, and then
My inner three-year-old meets ice
Tender hope, holy beauty
Late Fall 2021
I almost said
Letter to myself after reading Hafiz First snow
Second annual Gentian Day
Sitting with tea and Tang
Not alone: Companions in the woods
Learning a new language: Then and now
No stepping stones
A red-feathered lesson in priorities
A change within
How I spent the morning
The time it takes
Circle in the snow
Snow: Beyond shoveling
On a path