• Michilimackinac

    In the waters joining Lake Michigan and Lake Huron, near the bridge connecting Michigan’s lower peninsula to the upper peninsula, lies a hump-backed island named Michilimackinac by the Native Americans. Michilimackinac, which has been shortened to Mackinac, means “place of the great turtle.” Today the island resembles a turtle not only in shape but also… Continue Reading

  • The Possibility of the Impossible

    When the object and the subject of my prayer become one, I can move mountains. I know this to be true, for I have experienced it firsthand. It requires an intensity of focus that is not easy to achieve and only comes with practice. Some call it meditation. But I call it prayer. Many of… Continue Reading

  • Sweet Honey Buzz

    If I buzzed about in blooms, I’d chat with friends in rosy rooms. I’d sip from fragrant purple buds in polka-dotted pollen duds. I’d soar among the hollyhocks and snuggle into frilly frocks. I’d make a sticky honey brew that’d flow like sunshine’s golden hue. And then I’d rest beneath a bell where perfumed dreams… Continue Reading

  • Wild Blackberry Banter

    My first reaction to a situation tells me a lot about me. ******* If you were to unexpectedly drop by Peacock Prairie late in the morning, ideally this would be my reaction: Dog barks. I stop my writing and look up from my computer. Someone’s here. Who could it be? Pre-showered, in a mis-matched outfit,… Continue Reading

  • One Little Thing

    Throughout my day, ideas pepper my mind of ways to spread love–reach out to that one, write a note to that one, open up to that one, hug that one, pay attention to that one. Often the ideas are out of my comfort zone, so I ignore them . . . and go on my… Continue Reading

  • Cascades of Creamy Pink Roses

    Tucked away in my memories like lace in the linen closet are childhood visits to the neighboring farmhouse. Climbing the secret stairs under towering maples, my siblings and I knew to circle round to the back porch in search of chewy oatmeal chocolate-chip cookies and a coveted visit. In June, the perimeter of the old… Continue Reading

  • Rainbow Splashes

    Nature’s palette paints the morning. Rainbow colors everywhere. Feathered friends in springtime splendor, Sing a sunrise love affair. Cheerful fellow, rosy blush. Splashy orange in jelly rush. Goldfinch robed in yellow hue, Warbler cloaked in dazzling blue. Hummer green among the blooms. Purple martins, crowded rooms. Who am I amongst this beauty? Who am I amidst this flair?… Continue Reading