Once upon a time, in place called Twitter, lovers of words, story, lyric, sound, movement, color, and craft inspired each other through insights and introspection. @maggiesmithpoet.bsky.social lived in that virtual community and so did I. What a gift it was to *finally* meet in person last night.

I've been here nearly since the beginning and I've been slow to really wade into it for a bunch of reasons, but as Bluesky grows and gets closer to circa-2012 Twitter in vibes, I think its lack of "purpose" actually IS its identity. No one here wants a social media platform with an agenda

12 years ago, I ran my first half marathon. Not long after, a serious back condition ended my running days—or so I thought. This summer I was able to train again. I ran my second half marathon a couple of weeks ago. #neversaynever

Celebrating Summer Solstice by appreciating some of the blooms in my yard. 🌼

Saturday farmers market haul.

Hi, friends! I’m easing back into the social stream. How’s the water?