instagram pinterest linkedin facebook twitter goodreads facebook circle twitter circle linkedin circle instagram circle goodreads circle pinterest circle

Unmarked Crossings: a poet and her journeys

Connemara, Carl Sandburg, and Me

March 17, 2010

Today is Saint Patrick’s Day, but I refuse to wear green. Let me explain.  Read More 
Be the first to comment

Monday, Monday at Connemara

March 15, 2010

This morning, I awoke to my cell phone ringing. Because it was still plugged in, I managed to drop it behind the head of the bed before I could answer it.  Read More 
Be the first to comment

Connemara, Carl Sandburg, and Me

March 14, 2010

Another night tossing and turning. It seems that every other night is one where I either sleep like a log or can’t sleep at all. I believe, rather like New Year’s I was awake at 2 a.m. to welcome in Daylight Savings Time 2010. At 4 a.m., I turned on the light  Read More 
2 Comments
Post a comment

Connemara, Carl Sandburg, and Krispy Kreme

March 13, 2010

The sun was shining when I got up this morning! Oh joy! It has been raining or drizzling or foggy for three days.
 Read More 
Be the first to comment

Connemara, Carl Sandburg, and Me

March 12, 2010

After posting late yesterday afternoon, I decided to take a walk in the misty drizzle that had hung around all day. I first went to the goat yard, only to find it locked. I had forgotten that for all practical purposes, Connemara shuts down around 5:00 p.m. Walkers (human and canine) are encouraged  Read More 
Be the first to comment

Connemara, Carl Sandburg, and Me

March 11, 2010

It was nearly noon when I awoke today, having slept almost twelve hours. I’m sure one reason would be because the shades were drawn against a dreary day outside.  Read More 
Be the first to comment

Connemara, Carl Sandburg, and me

Yesterday I traveled back the way I haven't gone for nearly seven years--from Kentucky to North Carolina. Read More 
2 Comments
Post a comment