I woke up to ice on my car this morning and it's too soon, right?

Medusa was punished for the crime of being desired & taken by a god, in the wrong place: a temple of virgins…

A leaf, gone yellow, flecked with dark orange & red, so perfect it arrests the eye, lands to tell the story of its brilliance…

When your professional life involves pulling weeds, you have time to think & plan, according to the sky, the first flush of geese, the dropping leaves, the front blowing in, tonight…

I’m not really interested in swimming, just interested in not dying due to some careless maneuver…

Do you ever derail yourself, because of what you think is being said about you?

“Beware the fury of a patient man” John Dryden…

It's been a few years since I called a construction site my home…

The flat gravel lot, an unassuming building…

The few blossoms left grow brighter, as if to squeeze every last drop of summer until we cry out "Enough!" …

A lot of hours go into a performance…

Hard to tell what the theme of a day might end up being…

There are things we took for granted, and I reach for them still…

It's not that I go against laws, well, not really…

The spent blooms of lady's mantle, not so great, anyway, we fret as to when to cut them…

The edges of gardens. I swear by them…

I'd hoped to help Glo put up her last couple cords of firewood, and I did, but throwing firewood is an inexact science ...

I was the one with bad knees, not really first tier for expedition hiking…

I worked my day shift at the top of the valley, where the two dirt roads converge. Monarch Hill and Spring roads in Tunbridge, a neighborhood so full of character; I won't easily let it go…

One of my very best friends and I do not agree on current events…