Learning to love the lion of things…..

By jennifer | March 8, 2015 |

I will be grateful for the fires of winter burning into the deep,  hard,  steely cold, for the crackling sounds of earth giving up her strength until ashes and coal re-heated the heart and bones of me and my soul sings thanks over old,  dirty snow, over the slick of ice that skidded and slowed what wanted to go faster, wanted to outrun…

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Windows and walls…..

By jennifer | February 8, 2015 |

I want my life to be an open window like the Irregardless of my childhood, an artisan eatery in my hometown that became a sort of soul tattoo and warmed my spirit like a cold frame until my roots could grapple into roomier ground. Wintertime sunshine poured through tall,  rough hewn windows lined with green and growing…

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