Among giants
Life upon life
Deep in the forest, amid the rain and fog, where the trees grow to be giants, live the rulers of the world.
Deep in the forest, amid the rain and fog, where the trees grow to be giants, live the rulers of the world.
The rain seems to have settled in and the days are a series of water, flowing, falling, ebbing. Six-hour windows of tide in, tide out, water falling from the sky, flowing downriver to the sea, and upriver on the incoming flood tide. The geese and ducks floating by in the rain-soaked air seem to say, “WTF? Are we swimming or flying?”
I will try flying. This year is about defying gravity. Are you ready?
p.s., Thank you for the most generous birthday president.
The world continues in its surreal swirl of politics and protests, viruses, and fires.
The view from the deck holds sway; the fog, elk hunters, and fishers captivate me.
Each year about this time I send a review of the year in photos I’ve taken along the way to people I know and love. It’s my annual Solstice letter without all the words, short and sweet. Below is this year’s installment. I offer this with gratitude for the people I do not yet know and love but who find the energy to spend time with me here. I hope it takes you on roads you have not taken enough this year.
Winter self-portrait
Walla Walla impossible green
Mount Hood through the oaks of Washington
Blue and yellow make green
Desert virga, California
Dragonfly, North Dakota
Full circle, North Dakota
Travelers: Monarch butterfly, tamarisk, and the Cimarron River, Oklahoma
Evening glow, California
Grizzly River bowl, California
Crater Lake morning, Oregon
Fire sunset, Steens Mountain, Oregon
Mars-wanna-be, the Sun, during fire season on planet Earth
Indian Beach, Oregon
Saddle Mountain, Oregon