Standing still I almost didn’t see it. A heron hidden in the marsh grass. I was busy looking out past the water to the homes on the far side. Even an artist doesn’t always see what’s right at their feet.
Author: Kirsten
Purple Sand
Purple sand from Garnet in CT rocks. So why is our state gem Beryl? Lovely to look at, soft and silty to roll in by a child with a body wet by the sea. Sugar coated almost.
Cloverdale Farm
Abandoned farm buildings by a Vermont roadside in autumn. As I drive north each time to visit a friend, I wonder if they’ll still be standing the next time.