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I always think of you as the blue gal,drawn toward turquoises and teals, even a soft baby blue. And today undera spring-blue sky, I made my way out to what was your house to drop off giftsfor your descendants who … Continue reading →

Because I didn’t want to miss the lastof the early wildflowers,and because it was such a perfect, blue-sky day,and because I knew the lake surface would runto cobalt under that sky,and, suspecting that the water would bequite high, which it … Continue reading →

I loved the pale pink leotard that hugged my six-year-old self,and even more, the stiff pink tutu worn on special occasions, though my little body tottered not only when I rose to my toesbut standing flat-footed, or walking, or running. … Continue reading →

Today amplifies creativity and ambition, offering new paths and expressive channels.—Daily Om horoscope, March 21, 2026 ••• How do they know, those horoscope writers? It says that Leo is my most compatible sign,that it complements my dynamic energy.So as a … Continue reading →

Make a list: 1.2.3.4.5. Keep going. Now close your eyes and absorb all the love of the universe,even the bits that you don’t think are for you. They’re for you. And everything you’ve ever wanted? That’s there for you, too.Perhaps … Continue reading →

Hand watering the day beforethe vernal equinox, my flip-floppedtoes splattered with hose spray after months of cold feet encasedin warm socks and wool slippers—this is how I know it’s spring. I love that it’s predicted to hit90 degrees today, as … Continue reading →

Driving through my neighborhood,I find myself pulling over to curbsto step outside on an unseasonablywarm March afternoon, two days before actual spring, compelledby the reemergence of colorslong stashed for winter trumpeting,Look-at-me! look-at-me! So I do, stopping to photograph poppiesthe color … Continue reading →

years ago, now 25 of them,and for so many of thoseI thought what a shame it wasthat, as early flowers were raisingtheir heads and tiny flies and antswere beginning their work,when you could see the buds onwinter-bare branches,you were missing … Continue reading →

is, apparently, my leprechaun name,and since we are all Irishon St. Patrick’s Day, let it be so. Though I pay tributeto my actual Irish ancestorsnamed Keeley, including my grandpa who couldturn on a brogue with a twistof the tongue, and … Continue reading →

I did not know its name untilI took a photo of the wingéd thingclinging to the stucco wall nearmy front door, and looked it up: a white-lined sphinx moth,aka, the hummingbird mothfor the way it hovers. Largeand lovely as some … Continue reading →