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“Something looks back from the trees,/and knows me for who I am.” —

American poet, Jane Hirshfield. 

WILD ACRESI spent five days at Wildacres in Little Switzerland, North Carolina at a writers’ retreat: The Powerful Narrative lead by Carol and Bill Henderson this past September.

My good friend, Lois Roelofs, flew in from Chicago to join me.

Lois and I at Wild Acres

Without phones, clocks or television in our rooms, we wander on wooded paths forest pathaccompanied by our thoughts and the music of nature.

the bellA bell rings to alert us to go to the dining hall for meals.


dining hall


Lois reads from her book: Caring Lessons.

Lois Read from her book

The last night’s line-up to read. I am first. signed on to read

After I’m halfway though the story, Trying to hold it together I’m surprised that my voice breaks and my eyes begin to tear.

It’s the first time I have read “Hello Beautiful” to an audience. After all these years,

this patient still gets to me.

Anything can happen on a writing retreat.