In which a hummingbird tribe sends me a message

Around Thanksgiving fall really started to put in an appearance here. Trees along neighborhood streets in Madera, California put on their scarlet and deep red tones, some went brilliant gold. I wish I could give you the names of these lovely beings, but alas, my knowledge of the numerous imported trees around the region is … Continue reading In which a hummingbird tribe sends me a message

Special places of the mind, feet and … wheels

Of late I’ve been thinking of special, secret places I’ve loved in the past, wondering why it’s so difficult to find such a spot now. When I was a child we had a forested area on the hill behind our eastern Massachusetts home.  That’s where my grandmother and mother would take my brother and me … Continue reading Special places of the mind, feet and … wheels