Category Archives: Seasons

Lost Worlds

Posted on October 24, 2016 by Margaret Graw

  Lost worlds. Some wonder where the water goes when it leaves a puddle. I wonder where the worlds go, the ones I used to inhabit. People say: “That happened in another life.” What they really mean is another world, because … Continue reading →

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Changes in Fall

Posted on September 26, 2016 by Margaret Graw

  Everything changes when the season changes. In fall, the nights cool down, the yellow leaves flutter to the ground in batches, the daylight shortens and that hint of chill in the air makes me reach for a wool cardigan. … Continue reading →

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Child Pose View

Posted on September 1, 2016 by Margaret Graw

The first time I felt close to nature occurred one afternoon in my childhood when I was too young to find the words, or even have the thought that I was close to something big and wonderful, something that held … Continue reading →

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Being a Tree

Posted on August 11, 2016 by Margaret Graw

If I were a tree I would have a wild head of hair, my branches growing in every direction – up, down, all askew. My trunk would have white bark, pure white bark, with large black gnarls where lower branches … Continue reading →

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Writing A Spring Garden

Posted on May 26, 2016 by Margaret Graw

My desk used to face the window that overlooks our garden of perennial flowers. I had to move the desk years ago, when the garden was forming, because I’d look out and see what needed to be done: cut back … Continue reading →

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