Traveling

Clover, A Literary Rag comes back to Village Books in Fairhaven, Sunday, September 4th at 4 PM. Vol. 11 of the vibrant locally produced journal contains stories and poetry from over fifty talented writers—a truly international cast. Representing all of them, our September readers showcase what Clover does best! Join us.
Clover, A Literary Rag comes back to Village Books in Fairhaven, Sunday, September 4th at 4 PM. Vol. 11 of the vibrant locally produced journal contains stories and poetry from over fifty talented writers—a truly international cast. Representing all of them, our September readers showcase what Clover does best! Join us.

 

I recently moved from a huge house to a small house. In an insane real estate market, my old house sold 4 times in 5 months.  The heart palpitating ride landed and although I am not getting in line for another go-round, I am delighted I braved the one I was on.

Outside my window red tailed hawks glide high over pastureland, and the sunsets bring walkers daily.   At night the heavens open to stars and moon, in a quiet world. Yesterday I walked by a thicket of trees that opened onto a perfectly framed Mt. Baker. Wild chamomile sprouted along the way.

In a few days I will travel to Brussels to reunite with my daughters. In the upcoming days I will begin to chronicle this adventure.

Clover, A Literary Rag,  Vol. 11 comes home to Village Books, September 4 at 4 PM.   We will have a fabulous  show, so mark your calendars.

Our popularity grows as do our submissions.  Get yours in today for our next edition. Our submissions ending date for Clover, vol. 12 is September 30th.  For details check our link.

 

 

Clover, A Literary Rag, Vol. 8, Reading Date

Yesterday I listened to a leafless tree–a small crabapple or cherry tree, perhaps, but a singing tree.  I studied the empty limbs, and saw the fluff of a squirrel’s tail as it lay prone along a branch. Apparently the squirrel was curious, too.

My two little dogs and I stood stalk still, waiting.  Those were chickadee songs that tree was singing, and finally I saw one small bird where I knew a chorus played. I let it be.

A song tree on a January day.

Speaking of gatherings–Clover, A Literary Rag announces one!  Clover is back at Village Books March 15, Sunday, at 4 PM.  Mark your calendars.  We promise a full slate of highly visible writers in full early spring song.  More later.  Just promise to save the date, and shop at Village Books in Bellingham, Washington.

They support birds of all feathers.

PS  Looking for a writer’s group?  Try IWS. We meet weekly. Monday afternoons and Wednesday evening.