Memories of The Redhead: Mama was a Dancing Woman

It has been two years.¬†Four days. 23 hours and 37 minutes, give or take a few, since I last spoke to The Redhead. 734 days. 63,502,635¬†seconds. I don’t even know what I’ve done with all that time. Wasted a good portion of it, undoubtedly, though I’m more cognizant of the passing than I’ve ever been [Read More…]

More poetry

I have been on the road a lot over the past few weeks and more of the same is ahead of me as I head back to Bend this week to hear Annie Lamott at the Nature of Words event. Then off to DC for the Veterans Day events the following week, which means heading [Read More…]