Moth wings and the truth in deception
The picture is not too clear, the wings of the moth were vibrating when I took the shot. It was still early in the day when I came across her so I suspect she m...
Category: Beauty
The pull of flow
This morning walking in the overcast, the winds light as a caress, the scent of moss and dew somehow eclipsing pavement dust…I feel the pull of flow…...
Starbucks Log: After a train wreck
I know little of morphic fields, and have long since given up morphia. And so I seek inspiration from what surrounds me. For instance, this morning’s abse...
Subtlety of Beauty
Beauty prefers and perfects subtlety. Like this first morning of June, never to hold me again. Or like the almost imperceptible red blush just now showing throu...