"We all write poetry;
it is simply that the poets are the ones who write in words."
- John Fowles
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be an archaeologist. Mostly, I think, from pride that I knew such a big word but regardless - the calling stuck. Until I discovered pilots. And then surfers. And then investigative journalists.
Not surprisingly, I've had several vocations. For a minute, I was a counselor. Then a mom (always a mom). Then a blogger. These disparate roles all seemed unrelated until one day I realized I was actually writing poetry. And I decided it was time to use words.
I live in wild places, surrounded by apiaries and chicken runs and goldenrods. I love wild men: three whole-souled boys and their ever-steady father. I find God tucked among the mundane moments of everyday life. And then I write it down.