SEPTEMBER FIELD JOURNAL
KINGSLAND BAY
What is your name and what
do you know and what
together can we do?
Folded, weighted, shifting,
broken and remade,
the layers hidden underneath.
And where on this map
of shifting stone
do we belong?
Come walk and name
this place, this very place,
this weather and these trees:
limestone bluff,
the edge edged with white cedar
—and the rain.
And when the blowdown comes
may we trust
our own entangled roots?
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GladErrand 
Spacious …….. gratitude …… suggests the newness of everything in every moment…. for me that is
This makes me want to visit the place myself. 🙂
Oh, do! Some of the oldest trees in Vermont are along that cliffside.
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