Last of the season?


Saffron and Coffee

a friend of a friend shared Turkish saffron,

Who knows how old

Not quite vibrant enough for Lucia buns yet

Comforting in hot coffee.

How can there be so much to love and

So much to mourn

In a small cup

In a small world?

Keeping Mum

I’ve had some contract work keeping me away from my own writing, but the garden has been plenty busy on its own…


She’s Actual Size

…but she keeps getting larger….


They did! They did!

All together now:

Some day my Quince will come….”


GreenGlassBaubles1So we spent three hours or so, not blowing glass, but trying to match an ideal sound, trying to shape air columns and vocal cords to make moments of [impermanent] crystal beauty.  “Match my color and tone”, said the conductor, and we did our best.



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