Some pinot noir, the little black pine of France… … up the hill, a long way from home… … and a crow… … or some omnivorous bird like that, at any rate, […]
At Rialto Beach, you make a musical instrument. It plays you, and you are the music. You might have left it as a message for the sea, but the sea will take […]
Imagine, walking through your mind and finding yourself lying at your feet. There you are, washed over twice daily by the sea and twice by the sky. Western thought would call this […]
Yes, the grove of trees is open for whatever staggers in off the road. The sign says so, and we’re supposed to read the signs, right? Caw, caw, caw. As you can […]
For tonight, when the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead is thinner than breath, I offer you my blessing as you speak to your loved ones on the […]
Ancestors, frozen… Ancestor pretending to be frozen… Time follows. Logically.
Peak crow. …with humanly-erected artworks of driftwood and seaweed. This is what happens when we turn our backs. Now, the view from the other side: Peak Oil Government-Installed Blue Plastic River on […]
How long has this crow been flying at the mouth of the Snake River Canyon? Dunno. Here he is from the other side of the hill. I wonder how […]
I feel this language in my bones, but it’s not in words… … or mathematics, as is this one, but what different mathematics they are! (And they’re not about numbers. You have […]
What’s so special about crows?Poufy Fluff Note: this is the male.