Concrete broken to dust
A megalith vanishing
History fading
poetry, prose, and photography

I feel the cold rain
Remnants of snow lingering
Shall
Day passes to night
The demands of the day pass
Finally some rest



Looking towards the sky
The moon’s ghost emerging high
In this night I sigh

Walking in the night
Enjoying this graceful scene
Of the moon’s ascent
One of my favorite places is the waterfront in Edmonds, about 30 miles north of Seattle. I adore walking along the shore. Even tonight in the cold, though there were moments of striking clarity.

This day was quite good
Filled with blessings of friendship
Within winter’s chill
I hope you’ve found goodness in your life today.