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The Vanishing Path

“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.”
– Rosalia de Castro


Turkey stroll

I haven’t seen much of the wild turkeys this year — it must not be a good year for acorns in my backyard.  But two young males checked out the weed patch in my neighbor’s yard the other day, and found it far more interesting than my wildflower garden. 197 more words


The Iron Bacteria of August—3

August 20, 2014

This would be a good time to go back to the blog post of August 16 and reread June Goodwin’s poem, which really has more to do with the iron bacteria than with the calligraphic marks of tar patches.


On a Flight of Chickadees (Sonnet)

The chickadees in flight: my lees of air,
Bronze feathered mice of mid-September trees;
You rummaged meadows for the last straw hair
Then fled! Born back beyond the winter’s freeze. 81 more words

Daniel Ray Thomason

El Salvador part 2

We spend a lot of time by the beach and this guy loved it and was fearless with the waves. Gaby was more careful and even though she has done this trip more times than her brother, she likes to be in the pool more. 266 more words


Sink or Swim

Adrift on sea fog
A fisherman stands on deck
Secure in his boat
Comforted by his aplomb
I too, float, though also lost