STARDREAMING With Sherry Blue Sky

                                         The white lions of Timbavati are wandering through my dreams, beautiful ones who came here from the...

  My sister has always had horses:  a brown Arabian with a black mane, who gave her a foal she loved and lost too soon. One marks the moment...

  Sitting in a hot tub with my daughter on Chestermans Beach on New Year's Eve, tall cedars swaying in the wind, the waves rolling endle...

  It is Solstice tomorrow. In days of olde, serfs would meet on the commons to gather coals from the communal flame to light their own heart...

  My father with my little sister, the summer he died I never cried for my father. When he died, the summer I turned fourteen, I felt sad fo...

Valeria Ferraro images source This is for the people fighting for their lives and their freedoms in Ukraine, and for those watching death an...

  In the world of my childhood, they said, instead, "Lord willing and the creek don't rise," with wry smiles and a shrug that ...