Black Snake at Wild Acres
Her middle, thick as my wrist, curved an S across the trail. The span of her blackness lay as long...
Her middle, thick as my wrist, curved an S across the trail. The span of her blackness lay as long...
Today I arrive and already, time has quieted and stretched. The stacked logs of the spacious cabin are trees that...
For the last two weeks, I have had the gift of an Artist Residency at Wild Acres. My project proposal...
This article about my work with people suffering from dementia just appeared in the Homewatch Caregivers Community Blog and e-newsletter....