Walk the hills to home
Where love is found ripening
The true birthday gift
heat blankets the skin
my bones lay it down against
the thought of winter
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the extremes of summer and winter call to each other; one recent february was so unremittingly cold that I vowed to remember it come summer, and not complain!
Poetry & Prose by Carol J Forrester
where we live on hope, hugs, and pie
Go real or go home. Authentic, sarcastic and sometimes sappy life commentary from a working mom of 2.
A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
Musings of a part time pastor of two tiny churches in Vermont
Thoughts on and off the trail of Life.
- A Quarry House Blog
Poetry, Photography and Thoughts by Tom Atkins.
life's wHeirdness and wonder
A great WordPress.com site
One Southern Girl's Life in Vermont
Finding My Voice
poetry & essays
Exploring Nature in New Hampshire
Life on the farm...life in general.
Life and death and sleeping on the ground
