by Carolyn M. Crane | Oct 4, 2016 | Back Yard Days, poetry |
All of us, post-storm cold morning In the tiny cabin. Pups cozy in kennels Till almost eight—when Jess runs them to the big pen And starts up the garden gen—power for this keyboard. Tap tap tap in the old, cold lean-to that is my office. Cassidy’s soft laugh from the...
by Stephanie Hayes | Jul 22, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Community, Essays |
This past weekend I spent a couple of days visiting my friend Marcella in Marin County. When I was a child our family lived just a few houses up the hill from hers, and both families were quite close. The moms were friends, the dads were friends, and the kids were...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jun 19, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Friends of Bloody Run Creek, photographs |
Our pups, Bonnie and Hayduke, are about five months old now, and we’re starting to take them out in the world. This Father’s Day, Cassidy, Jack, Jesse and I drove down to nearby Bloody Run Creek, the nearest creek in our watershed, and they had their first...
by Armida Cervantez | Jun 6, 2016 | Abbey Country, Back Yard Days, Essays |
Falling is an inescapable factor in my life. Whenever I am in inner turmoil, fearful or exhausted, I fall. Mother Earth just calls me home. I fell at my children’s school one day after a big event that I coordinated. I remember a parent calmly saying, “No,...
by Stephanie Hayes | Apr 25, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Essays |
I grew up in Marin County in the 1960s and 1970s, and San Francisco was our back yard. It was the site of many special occasions, and where we always took out-of-town friends and relatives. We would drive them across the Golden Gate Bridge to Ghirardelli Square and...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Mar 19, 2016 | Back Yard Days, photographs |
My sister’s home in Orange County has long been a sanctuary for me. I have spent hours gazing at her beautiful back yard garden. I wanted to share a few captures with you. Roses in many stages of bloom. Perky petals, a light purple daisy. Two Toned. Succulents...
