When Zephyrus eke with his sweetè breath
Inspirèd hath in every holt and heath The tender croppès...
Vicki Johnson, known to many as zephyr, photographer and gardener at The Garden, has made a lovely page for A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage--a pondering and summing up of me, along with information about the new book, links to some of my poems and posts, and interview questions that touch on what it means to be a mother and a writer. Comments off--please comment there.
Happy St. Patrick's Day--drive a few snakes around town in celebration of the good saint who drove snakes from Ireland, and let them off past city limits. As it is also my mother's birthday, and she meets entirely too many snakes while gardening in the mountains, I leave her out of this festive request!
