I am working on a book of poetry & short stories and I will be posting it soon. It’s called “The Color of Bull Thistles” and is a remembrance of my mom, who passed this December.
My mom taught me to love and care for nature, to observe all the things in it, and to cherish flora and fauna alike. I remember her waking me and my other siblings at ungodly hours of the morning to see the dew on the spider webs. She found such joy in the out of doors!
My intent in this work is to return to her in those moments of her teaching, to explore and observe then as an adult while coming to a deeper understanding of our relationship as mother and daughter, and how this kindredness with nature, that she gifted to me, molded her and me.
I look forward to sharing it with you.