herring

bufflehead black brant double-crested cormorant . . . → Read More: herring

fifteen~love

From the music of the spheres to the music of our own solar system, fifteen is a special number. . . . → Read More: fifteen~love

tidepool immersion ~ between scattered showers

The sun came out and shined on the encrusting critters, the chitons decorated with barnacles and limpets, making the anemones look lit from within. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ between scattered showers

juneuary beaches

in which I share the photos I keep scrolling back through, from that one week in January. . . . → Read More: juneuary beaches

~rainbow mondays~ snow capped nest

This is my New York rainbow… as you may be able to guess, it features a lot of white! . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ snow capped nest

coprolites

I do not know why this is the word, only that once it came to me, I knew it was the one. . . . → Read More: coprolites

tidepool immersion ~ brooding and homing

I was looking for something that holds embryos in her mouth like so many words bubbling up, tumbling down column to pedal disk, to lodge in a fold of flesh and incubate and grow and become. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ brooding and homing

~thankful thursday~ hope and home

At some point the next day I will remember that it doesn’t matter what the reading on the gratitude gauge says, what matters is showing up for it. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ hope and home

~thankful thursday~ everywhere and nowhere

I am grateful for hope, which appears in this moment not as a thing with feathers, but with fur. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ everywhere and nowhere

~thankful thursday~ the helpers

Into the isolation room she would hustle when the morphine drip beeped its “downstream occlusion” alarm, proclaiming, “it’s the song of my people!” And would joke along with us about how Nancy was just trying to get us to change the subject. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ the helpers