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Billie Hinton
@billiehinton.bsky.social
Mom/grandma/psychotherapist/conservationist/writer at LiteraryMama, Longridge Review, Riverfeet, StreetlightMag, Manifest-station, Minerva Rising, failbetter, Riverteeth, Citron Review, Pockets Mag, Door Is A Jar
I love when my snake plant blooms. It’s so lovely and always a surprise to me. #gardening
November 4, 2025 at 1:49 PM
Big turn out today in Pittsboro, NC, for the #nokings rally. So many signs expressing love for our country but not for fascism. Many inflatable costumes, bubbles, music, rousing speeches, and friendly faces. Proud to be part of this rising of voices for democracy.
October 18, 2025 at 7:32 PM
I think you captured the essence. :)
September 4, 2025 at 2:55 AM
Front and center, a Democrat at age 9.
August 20, 2025 at 2:13 AM
Passiflora going for the stars. #gardening
July 29, 2025 at 11:47 AM
The short-leafed mountain mint is a workhorse of a pollinator plant - it’s been blooming all summer, still standing tall after our hard rains, and now dealing just fine with high heat and dry weather. Central NC, a native, and so busy with bees and other pollinators.
July 27, 2025 at 3:26 PM
In waiting room reading and love this passage:
July 21, 2025 at 7:58 PM
My mom passed away yesterday at age 91. She was an amazing woman, went straight to work in NC govt out of high school, campaigned for JFK, worked side by side with Dem NC governors. Had me campaigning with her at the age of 8. Love her and know she is with us in spirit in this current time.
May 25, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Thank you to every single person who turned out for today’s protests across the country. I have been doing EMDR with clients all day and joined a small local boycott with no purchases today or tomorrow since I couldn’t be in Raleigh or DC. I made my own little sign!
February 17, 2025 at 9:49 PM
My happy shrine.
January 22, 2025 at 8:03 PM
Oak and ice.
January 12, 2025 at 1:07 AM
Yesterday, outside my bedroom window, two handsome fellows.
December 8, 2024 at 5:33 PM
December sky last night with the moon and Venus overlooking our neighborhood and silhouetting my very best neighbors, the trees.
December 5, 2024 at 11:40 AM
From my daughter one Christmas morning, Violet and Isobel:
November 28, 2024 at 8:22 PM
Me, today. In reality it’s my brain the air traffic control tower trying to keep all the projects flying in the air until I can clear some space for them to land. I’m grateful because, honestly, I need projects just like I need my “to be read piles” of books.
November 27, 2024 at 1:27 PM
I’m in love with my oak leaf hydrangea this week.
November 21, 2024 at 12:06 PM
This photo doesn’t capture the luminosity of the leaves outside the window this gray morning. This is why I love November, when the last leaves begin to deepen and pop as the landscape shifts to its winter self. It is for me the most beautiful time of the year and the most creative.
November 20, 2024 at 12:37 PM
Morning walk with wild man Corgi Baloo. Pulling dormant passiflora vines out of one of the garden beds and maypops flying through the air like little green missiles. Tobacco brown leaves on the front walkway with mysterious tiny little tan seeds peppered all over the ground.
November 19, 2024 at 1:56 PM
November 17, 2024 at 10:34 PM
Hoping to get to this very special place later this month. Thanks to my husband for capturing the view from the sky. A project for spring: reshape the walking path into a galloping horse.
November 13, 2024 at 1:30 PM
It’s been awhile but settling in here for the long haul now. This morning’s garden find, a late-blooming, lone coneflower. She’s really beautiful in November.
November 9, 2024 at 4:49 PM
Our new owl box has already attracted an owl, LOL.
December 29, 2023 at 1:52 PM
Happy solstice!
December 21, 2023 at 10:26 PM
December 14, 2023 at 6:42 PM
Our tree was too tall so we had to cut the top off and before I could shape it my husband put the star on. It looks like it fell from the sky right into the tree, and I wrote a poem earlier this year about a star falling into our back pasture so this seems fitting. Plus, this year. It works.
December 10, 2023 at 1:58 AM