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!
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!