small brown bird sings top 40 hits through plate glass

two sets of tracks (1) meandering to the green underside of decorative cedar shrubs some small morsel (2) meandering to friendship...

I forget to pause in the moments between things. To see the world as it is rather than as the thing I have come from or am going to....

flight reminds me not to trust my eyes not to allow myself the luxury of thinking the sun-touched backside of clouds could...

My laptop battery was dead, so instead I pulled out pen and paper and just wrote some haiku to clear my head. It is amazing what...

On my walk to breakfast this morning, I left earlier than normal. A product of the time change as well as a chance early morning wake-up....

I have taken for granted the able functions of my body. Now that I hurt a lot of the time, I am envious of the times when I did not hurt,...

mornings when I wish the fog that hangs like desert-rose-tinted drapes over the lake my inability to form coherent prose would both be...

in the spot where the tin turns to earth bent as if in reverence (more likely a mis-thrown pine round) steady drip drop drip...

Hind leg stance Black bear field survey Wave hello

Chase goodness trace, retrace, return Petrichor

Smoke signals Relay station sky Line busy

Pine needles White tinged fresh snowfall Clumped pollen Heat wave lull Lawn still yellowing Siren wail

In this heat Spit concrete curses Praise tall pines

settle now wordly vibrations flying fear cliffside trees now pool at lake's edge painter's brush At this height grided city lights barred...

white clover grasping hot vast blue AC hum

Orange sun dips Turn the heat down low Silhouette