It’s a beautiful thing when humans make art. But let’s be honest: it’s a beautiful thing when they don’t. The patterning that art presents can be done without being a portrait of […]
It’s a beautiful thing when humans make art. But let’s be honest: it’s a beautiful thing when they don’t. The patterning that art presents can be done without being a portrait of […]
The shallots I planted last July are blooming now, and replacing the lost nodding onions up on the hill. The sky has noticed. Welcome, Sky! These blue beauties were in the mariposa […]
When reading wild roses, out of focus… … is focus!
Stem People on the left: Ants: the great climbers and farmers. Aphids: their herds. Leaf People on the right: Leaf Miners: the great wanderers, mapmakers and historians of what is passed but […]
It’s beautiful to imagine that one is grass, sprouting everywhere out of the earth, living in the wind and casting and receiving pollen in the wind pouring in from the distant sea. […]
On open hills in the grassland, it is Autumn now. At the bottom of the slopes where water collects among cattails and wild lettuce, too. In a couple weeks will come the […]
We are all just waiting now … … waiting… waiting…waiting… …turning around and waiting some more …… OK, sure, maybe getting a little impatient … … and thin … … maybe a […]
I want eyes like that.
The river flowed through the ice 12,000 years ago, and left these sinuous eskers as a bed. And the trees still flow through the ice boundary in a late spring morning. Glorious!
A clutch of a dozen quail eggs hatched this morning, and I surprised the chicks and their parents at the bottom of some rocks put in to eliminate life from a small […]