owl feathers

great horned owl feathers

Last Updated on August 1, 2025 I opened my back gate to look for my cats, and something white caught my eye in the dry grass. As I walked closer, I saw two feathers—at first I trusted my instinct that they belonged to an owl. Later, I convinced myself they must be red-tailed hawk, until…

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not doing it alone

Last Updated on July 24, 2025 I spent the morning wrapped in a comforter, nestled into a window seat in Fort Bragg, looking out at a garden that felt more like a prayer than a landscape. Mist in the air, birds dipping into the stone bath, moss filtering the light, trees bowing gently in the…

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glass beach

Last Updated on July 23, 2025 People search for sea glass like it’s gold—squatting, bending, digging, sifting, inspecting. Some come away with a handful, others fill pockets or bags. Everyone on the hunt for something shiny, smoothed by time and tide. Some say, “Glass Beach isn’t what it used to be.” Meaning: less glass now,…

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becoming: my prayer

Last Updated on July 20, 2025 There’s a quiet voice in me that’s ready to be heard. Lately, I’ve been feeling the nudge to turn inward—not to retreat, but to listen. To listen to what I haven’t yet fully allowed myself to know. So I’ve set some intentions—not as rigid goals, but as gentle prayers,…

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song of my unborn children

Last Updated on July 21, 2025 Song of My Unborn Children Three souls entered my body,over three decadeseach for their own brief time. I felt them—deeply, wholly,in the marrow of my being.I loved them, and I let them go. They came in with passion, with fire,With the mystery of a momentary union.Not tied to time,…

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