For I want to be in the light with you In those spaces between branches Where the rocks glow soft with moss freshly sprung While the children gather pinecones and sing. In those spaces between branches Lay your head on my lap While the children gather pinecones and sing I’ll comb your beard... Continue Reading →
lizard
desert backyard home to lizards cousins to our water loving salamanders and newty wizards though consider:: lizards are easier to follow around they scuttle about on the gritty ground, to play with newts means getting in the creek leaf mold, upturned rocks, under rotten logs taking a peek slick, damp, muddy wet the air itself... Continue Reading →