This Big Blue, Turkey Foot, Andropogon, erupted from sleeping grave, an emergence from the dead, extinct as a union soldier among the toppled limestone graves, a city park, a scarcely populated relic of the past, steep hill, gnarled Oaks, toppled fence and prairie relics shunned to the margins, just beyond acres of pavement encircled concrete … Continue reading Andropogon
Vivid warmth in the ridge winds today's distant problems keep a brisk pace while Killdeer run ahead giving away their secrets
When spring winds blow and the frost evaporates into sunlite the Pasque Flowers make a push the annual awakening for a most hopeful appearance despite the deserts adjacent and the tanks of chemicals property of the new paradigm when spring means less less than it did under a century before
On Sundays I like to walk around new places, take it in, just to get the smell right, or to find new shadows. The crisp autumn makes my head feel light, sunlight makes me flush. Sunday, the day to notice things that go by too quickly. On Mondays, I sit in a chair, and spin.
The people gathered along coordinated routes, organized and grouped by devotion. Estimates exceeded, hoping to be noticed, a representation of 1:100 assumed. Now will we dust off our eyes to trim a few watts, a few degrees, a plastic cup or trip to the store? An economy with many comforts, the first to look down at bright screens, while worlds away suffer … Continue reading People’s Climate March, Midtown NYC 9/21
The left-behind, always on the fringe, but once recognized, lived again and again. Yes, the modern world is this bad. But an ability to see behind, beyond the scrim, a beautiful reckoning. - (140913.plantstudy.st.croix)