Poetry
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A Happy Woman!
Motherhood is no longer the effortless softness of a new, fresh life season for me. But there is a triumph to it. There is a commitment to beauty. A realness to the glaring magic spread long and loud between the harshness, loss, and brittle elements. And best of all there’s a knowing that rattlesnakes, difficulty, wilting, and… Continue reading
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The Official Autumn Playlist
On every Tuesday afternoon in October I invited my neighbors and their children to spend time in the garden. Gardens are for people. That’s what I wrote in my garden journal for Year 2023, words from Monty Don, but ones I wanted to live out in Green Fables. I envisioned iced tea and glassware and… Continue reading
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A Composition of Harvest
In late winter, I heard the formidable crash of a huge oak tree on the hillside next to our home. Death for the old oak wasn’t the end and I write more of those thoughts here. It’s a stunning prelude to spring, but below I’ve posted the poem I wrote this autumn as I thought… Continue reading
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No Other Season Finds Me Quite Like This…
We should have done it years ago. Planting fruit trees that is… But we dragged our feet awhile before getting down to business with peach, plum, and apple. What I didn’t know until now is even though a fruit tree won’t bear fruit for years upon getting it first in the ground, seeing the fruit… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 