Please go here and provide her with a few words of encouragement. — This is a post from Dennett. It seems she plans to inactivate her account: To anyone who cares: dennettrm.medium.com Please head there now and offer words of encouragement. I feel there is no need for her to inactivate (I’m thinking she means she will end her subscription). She can just let it sit there so…

For the love of joy. — Suma Narayan asked me to elaborate on the Six-Word Photo Story Challenge: Life piece, Time Well Spent, to tell the rest of the story….

April Six Word Photo Story Challenge: “Life” — Time lost is time well spent. The above photo only hints at the amount of time someone spent stacking rocks on this New England beach. If you circled around to the other side, you would have seen a path leading to an enclosed seating area complete with heart-shaped rocks lining the fringes of the enormous structure. …

A Poemorama response on the Bonnett Carre Spillway — a ghazal or at least an attempt at one — Lake Pontchartrain steps green and hairy Let me know you reach the Bonnett Carre. Dark waters to a child scary Leave your concerns on the Bonnett Carre. Flood waters rise ethereal — airy Cross your troubles on the Bonnett Carre. Still waters deep — still, they carry Toss your fears under…

An early morning drive to the airport offers… —

A mundane moment to stop and listen. — water trickle light glub glub a gurgle a feature out of sight in two-note segments that’s not right bloop bloop a splat beaked round and fat above in branches patient and slow a philharmonic creature I do not know a moment to study I’ll be on my way with the gurgle drip…

An easy enough adjustment that makes a big difference. — OK, so that headline is a bit of an exaggeration, but not completely. You’ll see what I mean. The majority of us bathe or shower, at least once a day. During said shower, many of us wash our hair. …

When a mundane route becomes healing and exciting. — wind-whipped, worn the stress of a beautiful day the tired cold of a hair-whipped face dropped shoulders breathe out the day it’s taken it all, my worry, my sad grateful am I to give it all away The Healing Part: Having taken the convertible to work today, I experienced a shift in mood…

This is not the sort of thing you’d expect in America. — I opened my inbox this morning to The All We Can Save Project’s newsletter and thought I was going to scroll through a few uplifting stories about climate-conscious people who are really trying to make a difference. All We Can Save is a book of: “Provocative and illuminating essays from…