by Fielding Goodfellow
Every now and then, as the scheme of things moves quietly along on its merry way, a switch turns on in the cosmic consciousness giving rise to yet another infestation of sociopaths with the power to charm, and insanely bad haircuts. 1,222 more words
this track uses a heavy beat loop with perky percussion in a mellow tempo with backing strings, an oboe-like baritone under a cello-like lead instrument. overall, a bittersweet instrumental. 41 more words
Last night we headed out to see A Portait of Mary Vaux at ArtsPlace. A mountaineer before women were allowed to be mountaineers (and, really, being forced to tackle glacier travel in long, heavy wool skirts hardly made scrambling around in the Rockies any easier), Mary left quite a legacy of mountain writing, botanical drawings, photographs and precise scientific records of glaciers on the move. 271 more words
Requiem
That it begins.
And like a wave which appears
only to lose itself
in dispersal, rising whole again
yet incomplete in all but
form, it returns. 71 more words
