
Speed is subjective
A blistering pace to you
Is not for others
I found this snail on the side of the road. This photo delighted me deeply.
poetry, prose, and photography

Speed is subjective
A blistering pace to you
Is not for others
I found this snail on the side of the road. This photo delighted me deeply.

I am in motion
Walking under the night’s sky
The moon escorts me

Some thoughts on the night. Love the colors of this night’s sky. How satisfied were you with the day now past?

I saw these flowers amidst the cold breezes of the past few days in Seattle. Flowers have a fierceness to them, don’t they?


A coffee haiku for your Sunday morning
The grace of mornings
Facilitate my heartbeat
Glorious, warm darkness
May your day be blessed indeed.

I love the light’s play
It’s motion across the ground
The night’s gracefulness
