Kathy A. BradleyJun 29, 2023Just OneIt is both a blessing and a curse to be what my friend Jane calls a noticer. A brisk walk gets interrupted by urgent bird song and turns...
Kathy A. BradleyJun 15, 2023Hand In HandI was sitting on my bedroom floor, my arms reaching forward into the space I’d made by stretching my legs into a V. My hands were...
Kathy A. BradleyJun 1, 2023The Sycamore Has Always BeenThe sycamore has always been my favorite tree. The sycamore as in species. All sycamores. Its branches spread wide and fill the space...