I have a favorite tree
It’s this beautiful old spreading oak in Bedford, New York. Looking particularly stunning in the early morning mist in its fall color.
Tagged: outdoors
displaced, out of step
Feeling like I can’t keep up – displaced. Is there a corresponding word for out of step in time? Links to savor later: Dwelling with Place: Lorine Niedecker’s Ecopoetics The Art of Exploring: Flanerie...
“the winds”
I walked out of the building tonight about 7 pm. The wind was fresh and alive. The air was soft and room temperature. I felt like I was surrounded by air. It was delightful....
“the nest”
My sense of home has been challenged these past few days, working on getting my parents’ house ready to sell. I lived there six years from 7th grade through high school, and then summers...
early flowers
March 30 – morning snow shower – temperatures just above freezing. Watching Werner Herzog’s “Happy People: A Year on the Taiga” over the weekend gave me a whole new appreciation for spring snow.
four mile route
Now that the weather is getting slightly better, I’m interested in finding some new routes in the neighborhood. I tried this route, thought it might be too long, but it was fine. I use...
hello world
I love the earliest flowers. It is a challenge to get enough of them, they disappear so fast.