Some of Vashon's wonderful yard art. 

This is how you change when you go to the orchard where the heart opens: you become fragrance and the light that burning oil gives off, long strands of grieving hair, lion and at the same time, gazelle. You’re walking alone without feet, as riverwater does. The taste of a wine that is bitter and…

A Northern Flicker flying away from the watering hole. 

Faith happens when there is no rational reason to believe. I opened an old journal today and that’s what it said. I have no idea why I wrote it, as a single line on one page. I do know that just unearthing it at a time when I most needed to hear it helps to…

This little piggy…

I did a search for Andrea Scher because I love her and wanted to see where else I could find her on the net. During this search, I found a wonderful online zine called Be Real. Could there be a better place to express oneself? Andrea is this month’s featured artist. Her photography is so…