I walked by the wall calendar yesterday and remembered to flip the page to the next month. The folk-art print with a white clapboard farmhouse drew me in and I paused for a moment to imagine myself in that place. It is the beginning of my favorite season; anticipation. It isn’t quite time to start [...]
I intented to write a courageous post about how I came to be here, in this Middlespace. However, I discovered this morning, that Barbara Ganley had written it for me. When I read her Betwixt post, I had to smile because her sentiments mirror mine, and I know the two of us are not alone. [...]