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autumn storm
an orb spider clings
to its moorings

© Martha Magenta

hedgerow: a journal of small poems, #121, Autumn Print Issue, 2017


Two Years Ocean Observing Below Petermann Glacier Greenland

A year ago today I last set foot on Petermann’s floating ice shelf. The 28th of August 2016 was a drizzly, cloudy day with water running over the surface of the glacier in small streams emptying into larger streams to form small rivers that merged into larger channels carved into the ice. 1,017 more words



This morning we headed into Neiafu to clear into Tonga, arriving at the main wharf at eight.  Customs opened thirty minutes later and we started the clearing in process.  313 more words



It’s Friday morning.
The ferry arrives early at 9:35am
It sails direct from Oban without visiting Coll.
As well as the MV Clansman there is a small craft in the bay. 271 more words

Isle Of Tiree


Some say it’s simple

Everything cleaned and eaten

Destroyed or ignored


April 15-16, 2017: St. Augustine to Fernandina Beach, FL

We left St. Augustine on April 15 for a short trip to an anchorage off of Pine Island.  While it only took us a couple of hours to get there, we were treating it as an investment in the next day, which was to be long. 674 more words


April 10-14, 2017: St. Augustine, FL

We spent five nights on a mooring at the St. Augustine Municipal Marina.  The moorings were full pretty much the whole time we were here.  Since it’s later in the spring, the tourist traffic has picked up dramatically, and the town is bursting at the seams. 678 more words