A Green Bough

I write of ladybugs, triggerfish, and magpies, of holy moments in such places as Iona, Scotland, the Rockies, Florida, North Carolina, and my own household. I consider the loss of Miss Waldron's Red Colobus, a warning from Inuit goddess Sedna, and war's tragedy in Iraq.My work has roots nourished by growing up with a farming and gardening family in the Susquehanna Valley of Pennsylvania, teaching and learning with my students and colleagues at Eckerd College, being a member of the Shalem Society