My Favorite Place To Shop

It doesn’t matter how many times I go to a Farmers’ Market it always feels like the first time. And maybe it is the first time I see the fresh mustard greens or the bright yellow squash for sale that particular day. I stop at each booth. I ask questions. What is your favorite wayContinue reading “My Favorite Place To Shop”

What Sunflowers Can Teach Us About Writing

Earlier this week I posted a photograph on social media of one of our sunflowers that had lost its head, literally.  One of our recent thunderstorms with high winds must have snapped off the bud.  However, this particular sunflower refused to give up. Seeking another opportunity to bloom, it managed to create several tiny sunflowerContinue reading “What Sunflowers Can Teach Us About Writing”

Coping Mechanisms for a Divided World

A gentle breeze caresses my arm as I reach for a cherry tomato. Gathering our summer harvest puts me into an altered state. It’s just me and the smell of the tomato plants and lavender. The chirps of birds and crickets are all I hear until a driver at the corner street intersection honks hisContinue reading Coping Mechanisms for a Divided World

Describing Home. Do you Hear it or Smell it?

I find, when I tap into my memory bank, that sound is most frequently my touchstone. I think of a scene and I hear it.

The Juxtaposition of Life and Death Has Its Consequences

They call it God’s Country, open space where the sky is solid blue and the leaves on the trees a vibrant green. Birds sing outside my window in our Maryland home, but my mind is clearer, more open to their melodies while sitting in the Cape Cod woods. Memorial weekend provides a time for reflection.Continue reading “The Juxtaposition of Life and Death Has Its Consequences”

Coloring Inside the Lines or Outside the Lines? What Works for You?

I have this memory of sitting outside on the grass, waiting for a country auction to begin. A warm summer day, my mother sat on a white folding chair studying the mimeographed catalogue. From my vantage point I could see two other children, who like myself had been given coloring books. I watched them, toContinue reading “Coloring Inside the Lines or Outside the Lines? What Works for You?”

How to Plant a Spring Garden When You Really Are Not a Gardener

Spring. Planting time. Knees a little soggy from kneeling in the grass, I’ve been working in the garden.  This morning, my husband and I took a long walk downtown to Annapolis City Dock and then threaded our way through our town’s historic neighborhoods admiring flowers, ferns, trees. We really do live in a beautiful place andContinue reading “How to Plant a Spring Garden When You Really Are Not a Gardener”

Mourning Death and Social Injustice in the U.S. During The Covid-19 Pandemic While Listening to the Natural World

Will the Pandemic enable us to reflect on our past actions and see more clearly?

May Baskets 2020 Celebrate Spring During Pandemic

No blue ribbons were awarded this year for beautiful May Baskets in Annapolis, Maryland, but that didn’t stop me from making one.

Herman Maril, Africa, and Imagery

“The Essential Herman Maril” is the title of the art show currently featured at  Acme Fine Art in Boston.  The exhibit of works selected by Gallery owners James Bennette and David Cowan provides the viewer with an opportunity to become acquainted with some of the subject themes important in my father’s life. . His careerContinue reading “Herman Maril, Africa, and Imagery”

Long Nook Beach Truro After Winter

  Climate Change Swathed in layers of sweaters beneath jacket and gloves I tighten my hood covering hat and ears Wind pushing against my body I advance to explore The pristine beach Bottle green ocean and cliffs of sand. A straight line is etched in the sand Its origin a mystery I seek the creatureContinue reading “Long Nook Beach Truro After Winter”

Ice Day Poem by Nadja Maril

Ice Day By Nadja Maril As soon as I see the sun I reach for my coat in the closet. It is time to walk On this ice day. Frozen bits melt into drops Slide down gutters, pipes, trees Plop on to the cold wet mush we once called snow.   I match my stepsContinue reading “Ice Day Poem by Nadja Maril”

High in the Andes Mountains of Peru the Number Three Has Many Meanings

I hold three crisp green Coca leaves…messages delivered to the fabric of the universe….

Poetry on a Cape Cod Beach

Easter weekend on Cape Cod, walking on a windy beach, the sun shining in your face. It can’t get much better than this! Patterns on the Beach Shapes that look like fish bones Pressed into the wet sand The impressions of undulating waves A thumbprint of the sea. I walk along the ocean’s edge atContinue reading “Poetry on a Cape Cod Beach”