Chill, silvered, shimmering of roiling black, moving stream, chaotic beyond all constraint. Light reflects there, on the surface flowing quick-silver, cold fire. Leaves, branches wrench in the wind with the sound of tearing paper. Anticipate! Wait for it! Sharp the sound – a breaking bell of corvid-speak, falls, blue, like crystal; then breeze-stirred chimes sound in […]
Some say the number of flags on Blue Grama grass can tell us how severe will be the approaching Winter.
I would do it all over again. All of it. I would move along every pathway I followed – no matter how difficult to end up here in your arms, forever. Happy Anniversary My Love. “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul” – […]
We couldn’t resist taking a snapshot of the street sign near our bed and breakfast in Sante Fe, NM. There’s no question that the irony of the sign should have occurred to the sign makers, but what’s even more ironic and hilarious is that the referenced intersection bounds one corner of the local Presbyterian church.humor, photography
Here is the journal that I made with the painted pages from the previous post.
These are the painted pages, the handmade paste papers will be the covers and end sheets.
We went to the Louisville Farmer’s Market and Isabelle Farm in Lafayette over the last two weekends. We’ve thought and talked a lot about keeping our food closer to where we live. It’s kind of like knowing one’s own watershed…