“Here I am only trying to describe the enormous emotions which cannot be described. And the strongest emotion was that life was as precious as it was puzzling. It was an ecstasy because it was an adventure; it was an adventure because it was an opportunity.”

— G.K. Chesterton

You may have noticed I write a little. Through scribbling and dreaming into this blog and dozens of notebooks (and hundreds of scraps of whatever paper came to hand) I’ve written a fair number of poems, wee stories and miniscule essays over the years. A few years ago, during Advent, I decided to compile some of these into a small booklet to give to family and friends as a Christmas gift. I enjoyed that creative challenge so much that I made another one the next year, and the next, and the year after that — and then I thought, why not make a midsummer book as well? So now I have seven collections of prose, poems and pictures.

Each volume has poems and stories suitable for enjoying year-round, but groaning glory, all things bright and broken, the beauty behind, no forgotten grave, the hours of ordinary time and all now mysterious all include a poem for each week of Advent. go look and see includes some poems for Lent and Easter — as well as a lot of poems about spring. You can purchase all of these in my store!

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