Garden Authority

It has been too long since I held communion with the Green Realm.  Around these parts, it is a quiet time.  Only the evergreens remain to add their chlorophyll ease to eyes weary of browns and grays. Yet, there is work to be done.  I cut down the withered stalks of dead flowers, scattering their … More Garden Authority

Anarchist Geese

When I graduated High School my classmates predicted that at ten years out I’d be found bra-less riding a skateboard.  I liked it.  It spoke to my relationship with both what I then saw as my activist roots, the no-bra 1960’s, and my rebellious current associations (in 1991, skateboarders were radical).  It also meant that … More Anarchist Geese