always the baker
coming up with concoctions
to sweeten our lives

always the baker
coming up with concoctions
to sweeten our lives

just a year ago
i taught my boy how to ski.
(he learned in one day)

snow arrived today.
soft, slippery, it snuck in
and brought back this piece:

in the purple night
on our perfect patio
completion beckons.

a small redemption
when the pieces fit in place
so rarely perfect

one day at a time
I’ll win back my little one
(no longer little)

a soft Saturday
to soften life’s hard edges
with kindness and calm
and the wheels still spin
and we try and wish and blow
and hope for a change
Berthoud Pass driving
sisters learn two years apart
same day, different face


2020 ends
in the same way it began
(with downhill skiing)

2020 ends
nearly every way different
than a year ago

2020 brings
a balance of sorrow, joy
hidden behind masks

2020 ends
with screens controlling our lives
(searching for meaning)

2021
with its 5-syllable self
will bring us new hope
a cold winter walk
along the Colorado
right where it begins

a hot springs retreat
to strip the cold off our skins,
bring heat to our bones
