Kathleen. I started a personal (no, no, not brave, not public!) blog this morning. The first entry is a quote from you, the paragraph starting with: "But I am one small old lady living on the edge of a forest in a small town..." We are neighbors. I live in Central New Hampshire, my home surrounded by the forest. Every Sunday I bound out of bed to read your words, tiny spores carried by the East wind. Thank you!
Thank you, Kathleen. My blog will be very personal and sporadic, not at all on a regular basis. It would not be appropriate for publication here on Substack. I'd be happy to send it to your personal email address now and then. I imagine I'll be writing about my relationship with Third Act, art making, friendships in the time of Covid, etc. If you reply to this note, your message will appear in my email box.
Mud- luscious and beautiful weaving! Just what I needed this Sunday morning.
Loved reading this! Thank you and happy Spring.
I love what Linda Walsh has to say about your writing - me too
Kathleen. I started a personal (no, no, not brave, not public!) blog this morning. The first entry is a quote from you, the paragraph starting with: "But I am one small old lady living on the edge of a forest in a small town..." We are neighbors. I live in Central New Hampshire, my home surrounded by the forest. Every Sunday I bound out of bed to read your words, tiny spores carried by the East wind. Thank you!
Oh Linda, thank you. The tiny spore of your words is nurture for mine. I hope you will find much joy and surprise in your new blog! Send a link??
Thank you, Kathleen. My blog will be very personal and sporadic, not at all on a regular basis. It would not be appropriate for publication here on Substack. I'd be happy to send it to your personal email address now and then. I imagine I'll be writing about my relationship with Third Act, art making, friendships in the time of Covid, etc. If you reply to this note, your message will appear in my email box.
Oh I’d love to know about those things. !!