Jane Pettibone

This morning as I walked into the kitchen I was greeted by sunshine streaming through the window over the sink. I felt surprised by this new angle of sun filling the room, the bright, warm light on my face. Hope flooded me as I realized some of the things spring brings: green fuzz on trees; daffodils erupting from cold earth; birdsong in bushes. By late morning, however, the sky seemed to take on a dreary … Read more

Come along with me on my very first blog! I’ve made a path for you to travel. The poet Robert Frost phrased it so well: “I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.” This past fall I hiked into Jedidiah Smith Redwoods State Park in California. The fog had lifted and sun streamed through the mighty redwood columns illuminating the forest in golden shafts of sunlight. To me, it looked like diagonal window panes hung from … Read more