Home Among The Trees

Seeking safe space in nature.

Dear Hearts

Winter has scoured the ground clean. All the dead leaves and detritus turned to mud and dried to dust in the wind. Now bare earth. It is a frail thing, this being human. Some days I am better at it than others. Some days I am more resilient than others.

The Land Where I live. (In the distance to the left where I grew up across the valley.) AC …