All the flowers
Would have very extra-special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own..
-Kathryn Beaumont
Archived Equine
Kentucky, 2017
soft sunday
Small and driven and colorful. And just what it needs to be.
Scenes from Seattle
Eastlake, Seattle WA 2023
College Town Whimsy
A Bellingham vignette for your Tuesday.
Overcast
A sense of leaving scenes like this, as spring barrels its way into summer. I used to regret a change in the weather, but I don’t anymore. Not sure exactly what changed, other than on a good day I have appreciation for now, whatever it looks like.
Waves in Silence
When life feels uncertain, find salt water.
In the Finite
Wasted time will break a heart faster than any failure.
Don’t distract me with the useless, but fill this limited space up with intention and living.
Trying and caring, in no particular order, as long as each is present.
No manipulations, no perfections, just things as they desperately are,
as I am, in the finite.
-recent thoughts
Dreams and dreams only.
can you hear the music?
Southwest of Los Alamos, NM
Life on Earth
We’ve run away with possibilities and can’t see the utopia we already have.
We can’t see that we’re destroying it.
Or if we can, for whatever reason,
none of which I’ve heard is good enough
we don’t care.
that ludicrous display last night!
The AURORA, from North Washington.
My partner has an app that alerts to these events. I can't tell you how many times we’ve had the conversation where there would be an aurora, but it’d be too cloudy to see anything. PNW FTW.
Last night though, we were given the most incredible hours long gift.
Unbelievable.
Shoreline
I went for overcast skies and when I got to the end of the trail, the sun came out. Take from that what you will :-)
Saints
St. Patricks, 2015
Inbetween
Right on the cusp of summer,
as if nature knows what follows, and comes out veins blazing.
a note on the sky
Pressure is a privilege- Billie Jean King
Cinema
That wanderlust..
creeping in like cinema.
Give me something different.
Unreal
Idaho’s answer to the Bliss of Windows XP.
Obstinate
Hold me to some sort of formulaic space
A fluidity contained and moving, but not evaporated.
I don’t like the air. I won’t go.
Woods
Wooden memories in the mist, until I find myself there again.