Trees are my people
These are noble and sacred individuals, whose dignity invites us to look at who we are as beings.
Author: Gillie
Globally sad, but locally glad
The gates on the covered bridge close
Heron
He was just Heron, reminding me to keep my feet on the ground.
Speaking in Tongues
Who hasn’t heard that cry, like something primeval calling out to lost souls
Talking Stream
Streams are connections that enable us to thrive.
Wandering Wakefield 