Snow has come to the higher mountains and the Larch are starting to turn. Occasionally small flocks of ducks and skeins of geese pass overhead. It makes me sad to see their meager lines. When I was young I remember watching v-shaped wedges that had hundreds of geese―more than I could count before they passed. …
Last night it rained hard. This morning the sun warmth feels moist. The new wildflowers on my walks include Shooting Stars, Arnica, Arrowleaf Balsamroot, and Clematis. The green is surging. In sunnier places the Serviceberry blossoms are out and in the cooler places they are getting ready to unfold. A couple nights ago I saw …
12/4/17 While on a walk the day after Thanksgiving, I was chasing after Jordy the Samoyed, rolled off a rock and broke my fibula bone on my right ankle. I am grateful to be able to walk in a boot but I won’t be walking in the woods or skiing for a bit. I looked …
11/24/17 The nest is torn―wings in the mud― I must believe the promise will continue A tremble meets the air, passes between us the wounds of blooded life where in some distance―joys also leap of heart between the scrape and tumble Cottonwood branches cast on the November Sky― what I can not know to find …
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