by mary1988 | Feb 6, 2013 | 2013
While wildflowers teach me to pause and be present, the shy desert birds persuade me to tiptoe silently along prickly paths so I might spot the feathered travelers darting among the thorny branches of an ocotillo, scurrying under the scrub of a creosote, burying...
by mary1988 | Jan 17, 2013 | 2013
Legs fully extended, scraggly tail parallel to the earth, the lean body of a coyote races down the darkened street in front of me. His speed is both terrifying and inspiring, a figure of movement and grace. Intent on some unseen prey, he does not see me in the shadows...
by mary1988 | Jan 14, 2013 | 2013
I find it difficult to listen to the needs of the heart during the day. All the chattering of the mind. All the clutter of to-do lists. All the weight of responsibility. But dawn . . . well that is a very different story . . .A brush of light the size of a thimble is...
