The meaning of a day-moon
Yesterday I walked to work watching a day-moon. The morning was awake and shining, and the sky was powder blue, and the gibbous moon–even in that broad li...
Category: Beauty
Well, Well, Well
If you don’t read Connie Howard’s Well, Well, Well, weekly–well, your missing out–not only on some superb writing, you’re missing ...
Step by Step Hike
Thick morning fog couldn’t restrain the sun. And frost, thick as felt, melted off the green metal chalet roofs and came down in small rivers. The bus ride...
A hike along Mission Creek
A lone bat decides on a day time hunt. We catch the flash of his dark wings as he flies, helter-skelter, like a leaf in a breeze. He’s in pursuit of insec...