It’s good to jot down words: a line of conversation, two words or three that appear on the windshield during the drive to work good to capture them in the dailyness of life snatching them from wherever words and ideas … Continue reading →
Jumped? No. Not at all. Falling? Not exactly. Allowed myself to fall? Gave myself willingly to the spring surge, the tidal pull? More than likely. Look the wrong way and it plows down and sweeps you away unexpected. Not necessarily … Continue reading →
Those sitting with hills brushing their hair with wind having a cloud ceiling. These are the folk, trusted and thought to be brave facing the dangers they find and ignoring the phantoms. The birds bring them news and the seasons, … Continue reading →
In the rain the ground parts to let the still greenness flow upward and out. In the rain the greens resolve to face April’s chill leaving the warm mould. In the rain the world takes a big breath of soft … Continue reading →
That’s what I started out with, but then I sat looking over a little pond, thinking I might be painting or sketch-booking or something. Instead I fished my binoculars out of the trunk and sat watching a pair of blue … Continue reading →
The amount of power freed by telling yourself you no longer choose to put energy into something can be remarkable. Be prepared for extra energy.
