Where is the wild, always? Look up to the wild blue.

In the first week of December, Colorado skies have cleared completely. Cloudless after the Thanksgiving weekend storms and this morning’s sky is black as stout. Stars are widely visible, the air is crisp but not frigid. Mercury can be seen by your eyes unaided. At 35 degrees I can still stand comfortably in a longContinue reading “Where is the wild, always? Look up to the wild blue.”

a tonic: shore erosion in winter

You might call it slowly destructive, but you might also see in shoreline erosion that the variable cycles of sea energy help the shore gain a kind of wisdom. The land recognizes that the ocean, although aggressive as it cracks upon the sand, is its cohort. The rock promintories take the rougher assaults, where theContinue reading “a tonic: shore erosion in winter”

the sacred ibis: "hope is a thing with feathers"

haiku a day to midwinter | world aids day 2019 “Australian White or Sacred Ibis” by magdalena_b is licensed under CC0 1.0 haiku: the sacred ibisswiftest of glidersonce you were swimming this ponda lotus now blooms the story of the african sacred ibis It is estimated that millions of the birds were sacrificed by EgyptiansContinue reading “the sacred ibis: "hope is a thing with feathers"”