Weeks, months pass
with no words to post.
“How about that!”
These have not been
wilderness months.
I connect, create,
explore, expand,
understand, appreciate;
mourn the losses,
cheer the resilient,
advocate for equity.
Splendors appear
outside my windows
postcard ponderings
arrive in the mailbox,
teabags  tucked into
note cards from friends;.
Mandala meditations,
dulcimer duets,
long walks with my
rescue-in-training
Then a March stirring,
flow of words appearing
on red tips of maples.
Yes, how about that!