tidepool immersion ~ pink moon low tide

I don’t often get photos of feather duster worms, so this was a special treat. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ pink moon low tide

the portal

The portal is open, the ideas are flowing onto the page, I am diving under each wave and coming up breathless and ready for the next. . . . → Read More: the portal

~rainbow mondays~ reflect

One of the things I’d like to remember for this year is finding out that going inward allowed me to, paradoxically, expand in ways I wouldn’t have guessed. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ reflect

tender and mild

 

I am placing this image of nine-years-ago Quinn drawing a whole bunch of baby dinosaurs “standing on the floor of the egg” here to signify that there’s a lot of writing going on, gestating behind the scenes. The sun ball lamp might be my egg incubator, and I am waking up early to . . . → Read More: tender and mild

~thankful thursday~ popcorn seeds

…the sun crested like a wave over the ridge, poured itself through great cylindrical columns into the coral reef of fungus arrayed across the layers of ancient trees, and sublimed in droplets from tiny jellyfish mushrooms swimming up a tree limb. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ popcorn seeds

~rainbow mondays~ among

 

~rainbow mondays~

a splash of color on monday morning

a photo study documenting the colors of the spectrum: the balance points between light reflected and light absorbed

other posts . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ among

burning on the inside

There have been mercies this year, and because they’ve emerged amid wrecked fields of disappointments and loss, they shine like singular, luminous wildflowers. . . . → Read More: burning on the inside

tidepool immersion ~ disco doris

virtual nature walk #1 tidepool immersion! . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ disco doris

~summer shorts~ star ecology

The invisible, inextricable linkages among members of an ecosystem sometimes reveal themselves when the system is under strain. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ star ecology

~summer shorts~ a list of emptied spaces

Hundreds of geese huddled along the edge of the bay as we drove through foggy smoke after picking up pizza for date night at home. Robins had sat in the grass all day looking stunned. So much dryness. So much stillness after such a turbulent wind. The lawn crunched under my feet as I pick pears up off the ground, embarrassed by the plenty falling into my hands while others are losing everything, or still waiting to hear the outcomes of their everything. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ a list of emptied spaces