Sometimes things can look better in black and white.
They say we’re made of stardust. That every atom in us comes From faraway, from eons past… The other day I looked down On the swirling patterns In an autumn […]
Bold greens have left the marsh. Pathside grows groundsel… Which has a surprise when you move near. Strong colors tinge sepals… Purple? Magenta? Amaranthine? Close looks carry rewards.
If you were going to reincarnate as an animal, you’d be doing OK to come back as a cute, coddled, Coquinadog. You all know that she’s been cute since Day […]
Have I seen anything interesting lately? There were some fine clouds the other morning, when the south wind blew. There were two small deer hanging around near the brook. So […]
Seeking crabs, we went to Quansoo They were there. We got some. When we had enough. When we’d had enough. We went to the beach. And saw the moon.
In October, Quansoo’s Crab Creek can have many moods. At this time in the fall, our weather can be capricious. It can be sunny, windy, rainy, warm, or cold. On […]
A warm October morning brings the urge to abandon inside chores for a trip to the beach. Dishes, laundry, cleaning, sorting — they can all wait until later. We take […]
Under a sky of blue, a small and happy dog looks down from above. In the sky above Menemsha, clouds of changing weather play across a bold blue background. In […]
Nothing is ever lost, or can be lost, No birth, identity, form—no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing; Appearance must not foil, nor shifted […]