Weeds and Wildflowers

Search for phone, to scribe,  To write this down this, this that You can’t remember  Finding found it, tho I’d  Forgot it Something about so...

 Looking at a springing sky As sundown comes now As a long and Longing vesper  Prayerful twilight  This is my long twilight  April 18

 Most of the time,  Most of my life I look west  Instinctively  On this axis where home sits, my Gaze is due west.  The gift of ephemera, as...

 Navigating the February Leap Year  A favorite X follow @OurShallowState begins his posts rather like this: “Good morning, there are blue sk...

 If I don’t care about sides I’ll see what’s in front of me  Light a candle in the wind Flicker, flow, grow, blow out  Earth always the sext...

In early November This old place is so alive.  I recall long ago another  November alchemy,  When I drove into the slumbering Meadows flowin...

 Wondering this day, 9-11,  How one deals with shock?  We tried, as a nation.  We’re trying now.  We’re trying as each precious One of us is...