by JoAnne Dodgson | May 11, 2025 | Blog
The Old Woman appeared out of nowhere at the entrance to the cave. Standing rooted in the earth and radiant as a star, she set her wooden staff firmly in the ground. I stumbled a bit, trying to find my footing. What was she doing way out here, meeting me outside the...
by JoAnne Dodgson | May 1, 2025 | Blog
When tree frogs singThey fill the rainforestWith their colorful voicesWith the very breath of life The trees breathe this inSoaking up the sharing Then the trees breathe outSending waves of the breath of lifeRippling through the rainforest and far beyond When tree...
