http://janealynn.com Leaps of Light . . . a concoction of poetry, photography, the creative life, and other journeys Thu, 15 Jul 2010 16:20:33 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Summers, when I walk the trail out to the Cap Sante breakwater in Anacortes, tall stalks with silvery-green fronds heavily perfume the air, making it sweet and licorice-y. Fennel—the merest whiff and I’m back on the Pacific Coast Highway. We’re pulled off at a wayside, lying on the warm sand ... http://janealynn.com/?p=109 Learning to cook, like so many of life’s great initiations, presents us with a series of tests. In the early sixties, still a teenager, I moved to New York City. First I shared a ninth-floor railroad apartment, essentially a long, narrow hallway, in a Westside tenement building ... http://janealynn.com/?p=84 The orchard was my magical kingdom. A once upon a time in a land not so far away kind of place, where old knuckled trees whispered secrets to us kids who entered there. We couldn’t wait to run down the grassy corridors and disappear in the dark ... http://janealynn.com/?p=73 Welcome to my new blog on poetry, photography, the creative life, and other journeys. And I'm reminded how beginnings are useful places, uninhabited spaces, free of preconception and fixed ideas. Wonderment raises questions, set us to looking for what comes next. Wide-eyed then, with a kind of wet-behind-the-ears naiveté, I take ... http://janealynn.com/?p=25