STARDREAMING With Sherry Blue Sky

Zoey My sister's dog thinks my bag is magic. Every time I visit, she knows  there will be a toy inside for her. She joyously sticks her ...

Port Alberni Tourism photo Driving down -Island, Through Cathedral Grove, I catch my breath at glorious splotches of orange against dark gre...

  Dear Friend, Through all the years of our young motherhood we exchanged fat letters, full of our busy days. I typed mine on the old Underw...

  I opened my box of blessings and found a small bird, singing, a sunflower reaching to the sky, the kindness of a loved dog, long remembere...

Humanity sat like frogs in a slowly warming pot of water for so long, while strident voices on the periphery, trying to warn us, were silenc...

 I had a fake funeral for my unrealized hopes. Mr. Right didn't arrive, only a bonehead with bags he never bothered to unpack. Last I he...

Wild Woman remembers dancing on the earth, a hundred women spiral dancing to the beat of the drums at the blockades of '93. It was magic...