Monthly Archives: September 2007

A note to Eartha Kitt — Dear Ms. Kitt, I’ve long admired the character of you. Your song. Your acting. Your spirit. And now, your love of nature; it was the one thing that I’d not known about before. And … Continue reading →

I’m looking for paths. The turning — Every thing turns and spins in its order. What, that? I’ve been out, looking at the stars, pondering the turning. Listening to the water, waves like a river, riffling. It’s turning, that tide, … Continue reading →

Taking flight : NYC — Bye Bye! Happy Sunday ! —- T —- the Day: Autumnal Autumnal. Of all adjectives associated with seasons, this is the only one that has a literary ring to it – perhaps because autumn is … Continue reading →

LOOKING : FOR LIGHT —- Aren’t we all looking for light, looking into the light? Seems that way. I look in the light and I look into the dark. I live in both of those presences. That which illuminates, that … Continue reading →

flying to eastern washington | storm emergent stormfinder — out there when you are storm comes wind bound rain cast force driven I go there see that love that into the heart of storm unknown swirling whirl, into the soul … Continue reading →

Stone, found. I was working with the Reynvaan family on a project for their vineyards, and I’d been walking the ancient stone scattered grounds of their viticultural lands, with them. This land is powerful; this land is their land; this … Continue reading →

Missed. There’s a missing, in mist. But the beauty lies in what’s not seen, scene, known. What I look for, is what’s not there. But what is there, but not seen. There’s something beneath. All ways. That’s what I look … Continue reading →