
Spirit Uncaged: A Writer Wednesday Post
It’s hard to believe this mighty presence no longer dwells among us. But her spirit will continue to do so. It was uncaged decades ago.

It’s hard to believe this mighty presence no longer dwells among us. But her spirit will continue to do so. It was uncaged decades ago.

I had hoped to sparkle back your way this week, but truth be told, the well is still replenishing . . .

As the old song goes, while strolling through the park one day, in the merry, merry month of May, I was taken by surprise… by the colossal size and the glory of the tulips on the way.

Don’t you get a kick out of life? You just never know what you’re going to see when you pop into a shopping plaza.

This stunning vernal icon on our mantelpiece was created by collagist Lisa O’Rourke. (No website yet–her work was offered at Tracy Strong’s wonderful studio sale.)

How happy I am to plant this timely guest post before you today, written by the literarily nimble John Pielmeier! While known to most of the world as a dramatist and screenwriter, he is also a delightful poet, as you soon shall see

Has your sieve mind caught something interesting lately?

Captured this image last week in Las Vegas, where family members gathered to surprise my younger brother Jim on his 60th birthday.

I found this carving of serenity among my brother’s things. It seemed he’d left her just for me.

The wedding was to begin in 30 minutes. I had just changed my clothes and was headed out the door to meet my husband so we could stroll together to his sister’s ceremony.

Savory Valentine, photo and all text ⓒ Irene O’Garden, 2014 Like a book-pressed flower, this image was cast on my living room wall one recent afternoon. Not a lace-doily, high-pitched, sugar-spun Valentine, but reflecting to me love over time–how it

Door Of Light, photo and all text ©Irene O’Garden 2014 A day to be quiet here in the Northeast–a vast, puffy, nearly knee-deep comforter of snow muffling sound, movement, cumbering plans to a halt. Too quiet even to muscle my

St Pete, photo and all text © Irene O’Garden This week I planned to post about my experience with jury duty, but during our court-appointed lunch break yesterday, I saw the news. Pete’s gone? That’s like hearing the Big Dipper

Comes the Dawn, Photo and all text © Irene O’Garden 2014 In retreat mode my words are going elsewhere now, but my eyes remember you, dear Reader. On my way to an early yoga class this grace appeared. Retreat offers

Paper Trees, art and photo by Orion Langdon, © 2014 As I was considering whether or not to post from my retreat, this mesmerizing photograph arrived. It is a detail from an art installation created by artist Orion Langdon, who