ready and waiting
Ready to say goodbye to February. Waiting for a loved one to get back in touch…someday. It’s still cold. Walking in the neighborhood. A longer route takes me down Woodway Road to Hoyt Street....
Ready to say goodbye to February. Waiting for a loved one to get back in touch…someday. It’s still cold. Walking in the neighborhood. A longer route takes me down Woodway Road to Hoyt Street....
Ski trip!
A chorus of unusual, liquid, and arousing bird calls while shoveling the car out this morning. I spoke to the birds, I don’t remember what I said. I know I didn’t have the right...
The sound of sleet. A small ticking on the windows.
Subtle seasonal colors at the beach. And a restful gray horizon that disappears.
My painting lesson for this week addresses Shapes. So I’m seeing shapes everyone I go. It is unusual to have your vision filtered, shape-seeking.
There are a few places in Connecticut for which I feel real fondness. Kent Falls is one of them.
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