Good morning!

Thanks for stopping by. Later, in the shade of the white oak tree (lacking a sacred fig, Ficus religiosa), we can meditate or talk, whichever you choose. But first things first: will you have tea or coffee? Lemon? 

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No doubt we share this passion of writing, or you wouldn’t have come. And who doesn’t love a slice of warm cream cheese pound cake on the side? So I don’t have a peepal tree/sacred fig? But most plants invite observation and conversation, and perhaps meditation, don’t they? 

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I would have cut some zinnias for the table, but deer and armadillos did them in long before September. I cleared out the last of the stalky roots at the mailbox yesterday.

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So, now you know a little about me. I write. I bake. I've been bested in gardening by hungry critters. 

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And did I say I like letters? Leave me a note if you have to hurry on...