Articles by Susan Moorhead

This is such a good place to be, this now.This time in my life if I close my eyes to the encroaching world at my edges,it’s good now and [...]

Hope comes quietly, slowly,like cat paws, tentative but determined, on a narrow ledge.The first brave show of green leavesin the cold [...]

Start the New YearWherever you are, no need to hang your dayson the nail of a calendar written by someone else. Your New Year can start [...]

The old tree stood marked with two great slashes of an orange X. Insect- riddled and storm torn, sucha lean to it that leaves trailed [...]

In the summer yard, the roof of skyis a blue you’ve waited for, with nothing shyabout clouds of flowers heady with scentthat could make [...]

Two leaves falling in an autumn skysuddenly caught in a swirl of wind.Instead of their expected journey from tree to ground, they move [...]

Tulip feverSpring sprungJazz pinkBlush loveHope cupsDrink deepPetal kissDon’t think Top photo: [...]

Spring had harbored in our town, and I left the green froth of new leaves and washes of red tulips as I headed north, an [...]