…walking in the shushan woods…encountering altars…
…in the woods and on the walls…timeless travels
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Woods’ Altars
haiku
snow scatters sparkles coyotes cry in the night the dog lies alert
Provincetown clothesline
as the season slowly turns…
on a drive with Dad…
Abandoned in pink
Bennington, VT on a quiet weekday morning…
abandoned in pink
behind main street
beckoning none the less
wishing
wishing in the woods
holding the people of Houston close in my thoughts
like many, I have sent a donation, the hardest days lie ahead, we know from Hurricane Katrina and Hurricane Sandy…
wishing for resilency
and that we find the political and human will to support, repair and regrow.
August departing
along the battenkill… a path in the woods… late afternoon light… and august departing
Hats and more hats…
I went to my first horse race yesterday at the Saratoga Race track. It was Travers Day… the biggest race of the season. Loved the atmosphere at the track, with people setting up their coolers and chairs around big screen … Continue reading
Birch tree messages
along a path in the woods around Lake Lauderdale
birch tree debris, fading messages… a meditation on time, the forest’s reclamation…
The Set Up
Harry got an early birthday present, a new fly rod from Orvis. Here is a view of the set up, assisted by Luther, our nephew who then went fly fishing for the first time. love the team … Continue reading
Fishing with Harry
Harry invited me to go fishing with him this morning along the Battenkill. We brought along the dogs and had a wonderful time before the rain hit….
love the slowness of fly fishing and how much Harry loves it.
He has had a great week on the river, catching fish the last two days in a row… and deepening his relationship with the Battenkill…
Sammy took up her post, guarding the fisherman.
Willow is an intrepid explorer, wandering the shore…
