She lives in the sky. Daughter of the earth. Born of the wind. Flowering one. Weaver. Maker of needlepoint. With skeins of light, all atangle. Spirited one. Everchanging. At one with the […]
She lives in the sky. Daughter of the earth. Born of the wind. Flowering one. Weaver. Maker of needlepoint. With skeins of light, all atangle. Spirited one. Everchanging. At one with the […]
This is where red-tailed hawk lives, in the cloud and the wind and the rain. It is not our place.
It’s Beetle Time!
If he’s breathing fire, it’s sure green. Here’s a closer look. Very cool!
You know that corn on the cob that tastes so good? No, this is not corn. This a farm here in Vernon that grew sweet corn for a few years and now grows […]
They call it a mud puddle, but, shucks, the frogs were croaking up that way a few weeks back. Wear a long shirt after dusk. The little floating logs are mosquitoes. No wings […]
The priestesses of Dionysus frolicked with satyrs in the night, in processions lit by pine pitch torches. It’s still going on! The old myth was not about people, or, better put, it […]
People write poetry for many reasons. Any that is written is not poetry, though, but an incantation that allows for poetry, a force within the universe, to appear. People cannot be taught […]
Story-telling, eh. Ain’t that the art form. Just 500 metres away, telling the following scene as a narrative, though … … is, literally, to tell it as a narrative, although it is nothing of […]
The sun comes down to earth… … grows bright …. … fades … …and then the sky … … comes down to earth… … and begins immediately… … to climb back up. […]