Orange is not a color to me. It is a smell. I was born in a town surrounded by orange […]
Archive for ‘At home’
Bird Man
The piece of paradise that we call home is also home to a lot of critters. We hear coyotes at […]
Quail Hollow
This morning felt like fall. Almost cold, very bright and gently quiet. Except for the whining of dogs. A quick […]
A Cloud of Bees
On June 4, 2018 we had company. Unlike previous visits our company stayed. They had found a home in our […]
Garden of Gold and Mirth
The morning was beautiful. Blue skies. Clouds giving depth to the infinite Not too warm, the sun not too bright. […]
Alone
We have not seen the mate for a week or so. The last time was when their baby dove tried […]
Morning with George and Gracie
Summer mornings with the dogs has settled into a routine. Wake the woman. I stumble around to the door to […]
Canyon Breeze
Unseen rolling, silent Blind sensing movement a kiss of sound, a crescendo flowers sway, Trees dance it passes Silence
Goodbye Spring, Hello Summer
Early Spring in our little hollow came with poppies. Bright, singing, laughing, orange poppies. The pride of California. It is […]
Strange Day
If there is one immutable fact in my life it is this: the dogs wake me up in the morning. […]
