morning jog I chase a grocery receipt across the parking lot
Monday, September 28, 2020
Friday, September 25, 2020
STONINGTON HARBOR LIGHT
If you close your eyes, no lighthouse can help you! ~Mehmet Murat Ildan
The trouble with drowning in the mess of your own life is that you're not in any shape to save anyone else. You can't be a lighthouse when you're underwater yourself. ~Lisa Wingate, The Prayer Box
son's essay his handwritten paper travels to the northeast
autumn reverie fog tinged with wood smoke
stonington harbor light great views but we still can't find the car
cell phone buzz a bee here and there
mystery bird the immature goldfinch without its yellow
pumpkin spice candle flickers of inspiration
cast off shoes the lopsided heels of my last hike
a hint of rust in the maple my husband planted
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Tuesday, September 22, 2020
Sunday, July 26, 2020
Calendar Inspiration (Nature Conservancy)
meerkats standing in the desert I want to be the one who looks the other way
lone duck climbing a mountain in the lake's reflection
summer break splashed by a penguin
somewhere in antarctica a seal leaning into the curve of its own body
water lily earth the orbit of a blue-eyed darner
unmowed field a ground squirrel rising out of the weeds
afternoon heat a skink disturbed by our disturbing the woodpile
wildflowers a deer bolting over the fence and into the fog
rabbit dreams the clover hides the box turtle
dry canyon maybe older than the arizona desert a small pine
bobcat territory the tracks end in the creek
prayer flowers the butterflies in attendance
autumn reverie just a hint of yellow along the rock bluff
missouri travel advisory the kentucky warbler didn't get the memo
heat index over 100 cooling off with a picture of last year's snow
mountain goats in the distance maybe this is what it means to be off the grid