D ixon Branch Greenbelt is a stretch of park land along C reekmere between Peavy and Easton. For around two decades, the E astwood Riparian committee of E astwood Neighborhood Association has shepherded this slice. […]
Walking into Darkness
by Amy Martin (c) It is the twilight of the seasons, when we slip betwixt the worlds of light and dark, day and night, warmth and cold. The Sun rises and set slower in the […]
Summer Solstice Sun
by Amy Martin (c) We face the Sun, the warmth caressing our faces carried by particles of photons, vibrating intensely from the heat, that bounce and ricochet off our skin until the photon’s light and […]
The Prayer Tree of Spring
by Amy Martin (c) In my backyard, there is a tree that blooms. When we moved here many years ago, it was lost in the darkness of oaks and cedar elms that grew to tower […]
Foolish Faith
by Amy Martin (c) It’s the very definition of insanity, you know, to do something over and again and expect that somehow next time will be different. Yet I don’t feel insane, I feel blissful. […]
“Axis Mundi:” a prayer for the inaguration of Barak Obama
“Axis Mundi:” a prayer for the inaguration of Barak Obama, January 20, 2009 I’m part of a panel at the Dallas Morning News called Texas Faith. Each week we reply to a question posed by […]
And Then You Remember Why
by Amy Martin (c) Hardly a day goes by that don’t I wonder why I do this, or that I don’t worry that if another responsibility or expense is laid on me that I’ll just […]
Children’s books seek new homes
The Enchanted World by Time-Life Books Poetic writing, fables, history, and incredible art and layout. Children’s Literature Stories & Fables The red book is Aesop’s Fables. Fantasy Creatures
The Party and the Party Crashers
by Amy Martin (c) Come winter, every cold front from the north pushes ahead of it swarms of songbirds – and the birds of prey that feed on them – into the relative warmth of […]
The Way the Day Unfolds, part 4 of 4: Crash, Cut & Tape, or, Being Lost is Half the Fun
by Amy Martin (c) Our grass evaluations concluded, the kind of warped logic we are prone to takes over. Now back at the south end of the property, we’re curious about some woods work we […]
The Way the Day Unfolds, part 3 of 4 – Patience & Prairie
by Amy Martin (c) The East Flank remained meadow-like for a while. By the time we got there 50 years later, the cedars had reduced the long meadow into a series of patches and in […]
