Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
dawn
When I awaken early
from the pre-dawn light
and reluctantly rise (before the rest),
I look at what surrounds me;
I lay my eyes against objects simple and profound
and write a poem with my eyes and what they see.
When backlit clouds prism rays into every shade of blue and pink and yellow;
When bare pine branches reach down
to frame sections of an astounding, undigestible sky,
I am reminded that, although
this has already been described--there are no new words to use--
somehow each dawn is original and surprising and unthought.
When I awaken early to have the new day's light fall upon me
and am given the chance to follow its caress on rock and stream and branch,
it stokes my burning, crazy love for all that is pure and good in the world.
I exist within the dream and idea of untouched woodland,
of hidden watersheds deep in the hills;
I match the dawn's incandescence with the joy of finding home.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
square crest
walnut grove, ca. july 2011.
best vanilla its-it of my life. triathlon the next day. hot, but not too hot. a drive along the winding delta roads. a slower life, just outside the window.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
turkeys on the railing
marin headlands. july 2011.
two turkey hens sunning themselves on a railing, a loud bossy male right of frame, strutting.
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