
Sentinel Remembered



Ficus, of course.



“Sedges have edges, Rushes are round, Grasses are Hollow, straight to the ground”
Never let them define you! There are no limits.
I will be a tree, thank you very much.





In a dry world, the signs of water are not only intriguing, but mesmerizing. When you live in a place where running water is rare and rain is a blessing, you begin to recognize the story that is water.












Do you see the the story? Do you tell it as you looked? I hope so. It is no less your story.

In the season of my own changes, I am comforted that the Earth does not falter or care at all for my struggles. Her constant movement is the rock for my hope.

