I have always been a lover of darkness. This began in my childhood when I used to head for the little evergreen forest at the end of the farm pond, just as the sun was setting. The little forest offered cool dark shade, even during the heat of the brightest day. It was delicious to […]
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Blessed Day
Your Mom said she “found you under a rock” – you were a surprise, a joy and a complete blessing. Every day I am thankful that you were born – a sweet, sensitive, complex and artistic old soul who I adore beyond words. I waited a life time for you. Happy Birthday, Angus my […]
Seven Billion and Groaning
I’m sure I’m not alone (oh, the irony!) when I say I’m not all that psyched that the human population has just screamed past the seven billion mark [see article]. With everything else that our planet and its inhabitants (including homo sapiens) must confront as a result of human avarice and appetite [see Wikipedia […]
climate change, overpopulationLosing Ground – An Ode to Paper
Paper’s advent may have done more to shape human culture than anything. Where would we be without it? No books, no deeds, still recording laws on tablets of gold and stone? Scrawled Sonnets of Shakespeare in the dust on the ground? No notebooks of da Vinci with drawings of flight, no newspapers, no letters home, no love letters full of […]
analog, by hand, paper, tactile11-10-18 Musings (Western Catalpa)
It was very cold overnight – the first frost warning of the season. The light is beautiful now, yellow and thick, sliding down trees’ trunks and pooling around their ankles like shed clothing. I feel the common longing that possesses me annually in this season – I want time in the trees – time behind […]
autumn, Dreams, fragrance, love, memories, nature, ravens, seasonsWhispers
tilting Earth moves, inexorable, grinding slowly in her rhythmic journey around the Sun. shadows stretch slanted, low and long, calligraphy, inscribed of Autumn’s hand. a feather’s shaft pierces the ground and there stands, a sundial, marking hours of passion in sliding daylight. in the new darkness of morning we sleep. I am drawn, a rare […]
autumn, Darkness, Dreams, Earth, forest, Light, Mystery, Passion, SleepSteve Jobs | 1955-2011 | Command + Option + esc
I never met Steve Jobs. Sometimes I cursed his name—often late at night, pounding my head against my blue-and-white Apple G3, running Mac OS 6.5 or 7. Yet, today, as I read the news of Steve’s passing and the overwhelming outpouring of admiration and respect for the man who has become synonymous with words and phrases […]
apple, computing, imac, innovation, ipad, iphone, philanthropy, steve jobs, technologyPages
Morning after Mabon
Nine balloons drift, silent, through quiet yellow air in the eastern sky. Field grasses turn gold overnight. The trees are holding out for just a little more Summer – never let it end, they say, clinging long to the green though it is beginning to look threadbare and worn. Daily they lose the battle for […]
autumn, seasonsThe Holy Coming Of The Storm :: Cahalen Morrison & Eli West
Cahalen Morrison and Eli West are not your typical stars of the stage—but they command respect, admiration and a growing fan base wherever they go. At first glance, one might not take these two as serious singer/songwriters. Hell, you might be surprised to know they play multiple instruments with finesse. Who are these two? Farmhands? […]
folk music, songwriters