Beach – On the Edge of Life and Death
Late afternoon. Bastendorff Beach. Cape Arago. Few people. Low tide. Golden light. I walk and run and…
Late afternoon. Bastendorff Beach. Cape Arago. Few people. Low tide. Golden light. I walk and run and…
Pluck seeds from a star Hold tight to the swaying stem Siskin on sunflower Our front yard…
No more tripping over you in the kitchen As you wait for dropped crumbs. No more hearing…
This July 4th morning I woke contemplating why Interdependence Day resonates more than Independence Day. I believe interdependence forms…
Just as I’m about to head to the Wild East for an Appalachian Trail adventure in the…
Brush. The word connotes a thorny nuisance. Change the word to shrub and the image shifts a…
The native bees awake to spring sunshine and the terroir of our blooming manzanita bush. Terroir (pronounced…
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