A Rose by Any Other Name…
Just a heads up. You may notice on my blog and in comments on your blogs, that I’ve started using the name “Maery Rose”. Some people have already started addressing me that way so I figured I’d go with it.
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Maery Gras
“Mostly we nurture our own blessings or spoil them, build firmly or undermine our walls. Who are termites but our obsessions gnawing.” — Marge Piercy, Nailing Up the Mezuzah By the time you read this, I’ll have been at a writer’s workshop on Madeline Island for two days, with three more to go. I wonder…
Nowthen Threshing Show and Monarch Butterflies
Nowthen Threshing Show Can’t be beat In the Master Gardener Booth So many people to greet I’m supposed to answer questions But I learn more than I teach Surrounded by seasoned gardeners Who practice what they preach My favorite thing Seeing developing Monarchs But they’re in danger, like the bees We need to change our…
Finding a Groove and Losing It
“Play! Have fun with it!” That’s what I was told at the first session of my latest writing class, “Writing Contemporary Creative Nonfiction.” We were asked to partner up with someone, find a couple items we had with us and use them as props to create and act out a play. Huh? I paired up…
Interior Gardens and Unfinished Business
Oh, if only it was that easy. Just follow the arrow and there it is, a lovely, lush interior garden. “Interior Gardens” is the name of the hydroponics and organic garden supply store I visited this weekend. While I pursue a lush exterior garden, I long most for lushness within. Instead, I am more like…
From My Higher Place
I cannot know what this time, this circumstance, a loss, a gain is going to mean to the entirety of my life. Why do I waste so much time resisting my circumstances instead of looking with eyes that see neither negative or positive but just go ahead and live each moment as though it is…
Leaving a Mark
Is there anyone out there who doesn’t want to leave their own individual mark in the world? There are the literal marks, like the graffiti I saw in New York. And I’ve found this Electric Man on a few utility boxes around town. We’re not quite as colorful or imaginative in the burbs. And I pass…
I knew that was you! A nice, new identity. Great!
I love it Maery!!!!!!!!!!!!!