A long steep path not straight but curving and soft, all moss and long grass under my feetWindOn the right a large white lighthouseThe sun setting, reds, orange, and yellows stretched through cloudsMisty mountains f…

"You can get a feeling in parts of the west of Ireland that you are the first man and first woman anywhere. You come upon places so remote and mystifying, so wind-lashed and sea tossed, so rocky, or so green they overw…

Thank you so much for all of your kind words, Steve and I have read and re read what you wrote and were so encouraged. He said a few times, isn't it amazing that you have such good friends many you have never met? It…

But you must bloom still in the desolate place. -Ruth pitter Did I ever tell you about my tumbleweed from South Dakota? I asked my friend Stephanie to pull over while we were driving because I saw a large tumblew…