Somehow, I became fascinated by a particular word and then a place by the same name: a place called Inverness. When I first heard the word, I thought immediately that it meant some kind of inner state of being…
When I arrived home from a vacation this past Monday and was all set with my bikini for an early morning hot tub dip, I was dejected to discover the “Pool Closed” sign on the entrance door…
In the evening after lying in bed sick all day, I take to walking around my new neighborhood in Georgia. It isn’t much of one, this bedroom community in Savannah’s south side.
The Echium candicans, once vibrant and ultraviolet in spring, are now burned black by the hot sun at the start of summer…. they make me think about letting go of what is dead and dying… the natural falling away of things.
"I very proudly entered the forestry school as an 18-year-old and telling them that the reason that I wanted to study botany was because I wanted to know why asters and goldenrod looked so beautiful together."
