Autumn skies ….

…. October blue red maple leaves muted cardinals and finches foraging for the last of the bird seed marigolds blooming their brilliant pops of orange spiders building webs in corners and dying branches leaves fallen from the trees make a crunchy sound wind begins to howl with the untrimmed branches as they scratch the side […]

Reflections and Transition

Longing …. for the Atlantic and it’s sound of crashing waves calling come play where one’s mind can rest to the rhythm of the the waves as they crash upon the shore Longing ….for Zugpitze or Grandfather Mountains where the wind blows fiercely and cold – singing a song of welcome – a song that soothes […]

Saying goodbye to Winter

The winter has left me fatigued with colds and flu what a beating on one’s body and psyche to endure one afternoon in between the cold and flu an walk was scheduled with a friend to visit the Biltmore Estate Conservatory where a multitude of flowers were in bloom an afternoon where a glimpse of […]

First Snowfall – December

  Finally, the temperatures dropped and an amazing snow falls and blankets the ground. It’s 6 – 8″ deep and silent. The trees appear dressed up with layers of white cotton neatly covering each branch. Occasionally a red bird, Cardinal, will fly over to the red bird feeder to nibble on the sunflower seeds. The pond […]

Called to Write Workshop for women ages 18 and up|Asheville NC | July 2017

Using the Amherst Writers & Artists method. Providing a safe environment for writers to express themselves using a variety of prompts. Open to women ages 18 & up. Asheville, NC area. July 2017

A. Adams has been a writer since the age of 10. Currently working on her first book and a book of poetry.

I’ve found much joy in sharing this method with others and discovered my own voice as well.
If you feel Called to Write – join me. Class size is limited.

Almost May

What will May bring? Flowers Hikes Walking in the Woods Snaps and Naps Cleaning out the cupboards, the windows and glass Blue Skies and Butterflies Birds of all colors and songs Late nights, sunsets and stars Early mornings before dawn Thoughts of creativity at its best A bird’s song awakens me like a poem or a […]