September 28, 2018
As fall arrives, monarch butterflies begin their arduous migration south. I’m in awe of their ability to cross vast distances, in their delicate brief lives. Their flight is not the graceful arc of sandhill cranes, who fly far overhead when passing. Monarch wings don’t give lift like those of geese or bald eagles. Monarchs are mere inches of beauty; fractions of an ounce of compelling living color. I watch their zigzag… READ MORE
August 04, 2018
Time is apparently a liquid, like water, lava, traffic and emotions. So much is fluid in this world that all of life seems to follow the habits of water to some degree. When water is a primary basis of life, why should that surprise me? Maybe it’s so obvious that it’s sometimes difficult to notice, like it’s difficult to notice air until there suddenly isn’t enough to breathe.
Every summer when the… READ MORE
July 06, 2018
I chose not to seek out fireworks, this July 4th. I’ve always enjoyed the tradition and its more thoughtful meanings; but I had just said my final goodbyes to a close friend dying from cancer, and I wasn’t in a mood for celebration. I decided instead to take a silent, solo walk from my home, down through the meadow to the lake.
As soon as I stepped outside, though, I saw the fireworks of the sunset sky breaking… READ MORE