The sun doesn’t rise up in the morning and set in the evening here. It moves sideways across the sky, … More
Category: Traveling Alone
Spákonufell
I was invited to be a writer-in-residence at NES in Skagaströnd, Iceland for the month. So right now I’m living … More
Dismantling Yourself
“Out of a deep cut, opened in a biography, a new being comes into the world,” writes French philosopher, Catherine … More
Remembering and Letting Go
Today I climbed Y Consti. The fog was thick. The path completely still. There was a biting silence as I … More
Flowers are Blooming
It’s spring in Wales, though for this Vermonter, I wouldn’t call the last few months “winter.” I mean, okay, it … More
Sunday Drives: Aberdyfi & Dolgellau
You can walk to Borth from Aberystwyth, although Beesly and I have not yet attempted it. Perhaps when it’s a … More
Walking and the Druid Sun
I’ve always walked to get thoughts worked out in my mind. Sometimes I like to talk out loud to myself. … More
The Short Driving Lesson
My Welsh buddy and I went to the car park–or mud pit with ditches and remnants of stone walls– so … More
Paris
I used to suffer from pretty bad anxiety. My late husband, Jay, suffered from depression. He always told me that … More
Sunday Drives: The A487 & Corris
Some key people in my life here in Wales live in towns along one road that leads from Aberystwyth to … More