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wild geese

It has become a tradition for me to read the poem Wild Geese by Mary Oliver on the first morning I hear the geese migrating south.  After listening to her interview with Krista Tippett (On Being), I can only hear the poet reading the…

a mary oliver morning

Last night I started the purging that I’m referencing as “preparing for my tiny house.”  While that dream-reality is another blog post, just know that this is not a quick task. I’m at a point in my life where I don’t cling to things–those…

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

Yesterday morning and again last night, I heard my first geese fly overhead announcing their journey to the southland.  While others may consider it squawking, I find their chatter comforting as it reminds me that my favorite season is on its way.  And so,…