Wind and Darkness and Song
Somewhere, the stars shine. I cannot see them. Clouds hustle across the night sky. The wind blows hard, bending the late summer boughs. Earlier, I watched the field wave like water trying to reach shore.... More »
Somewhere, the stars shine. I cannot see them. Clouds hustle across the night sky. The wind blows hard, bending the late summer boughs. Earlier, I watched the field wave like water trying to reach shore.... More »
I wanted corn on the cob for dinner tonight. It can only be had for a couple months out of the year, so I want to make sure we get it while we can. There... More »
I was home with my children this morning as my spouse went off to earn some cash (one of us needs to bring home the vegetarian bacon substitute). My daughter had the idea to have... More »
Today is Bastille Day, the French Independence Day. When I was hiking in Utah's Canyonlands a mess of years ago, I woke one morning and stood on a huge boulder. When my companions asked me... More »
THE PLACE WHERE LOVE LIVES In this place there is a small wind. It rearranges dry leaves and covers and uncovers objects resting in sand. The sun is hot but there is shade. In the... More »
Yesterday I was inside most of the day at a high school. When I went in that morning, it was raining. It wasn't dumping, just raining steadily. It was chilly and it felt good to... More »
It could not have been a more beautiful day. Maybe that is cliche, but I tell you, it could not have been a more perfect day. Blue skies with drifting white clouds, the hills green... More »
Dugway Road runs for three miles between Cochran Road and Huntington Road. It is gravel and runs along the Huntington River. It is beautiful to run along on any day, but today it was as... More »
Thought about running 7 1/2 miles today. Didn't. Calf was sore--needs to rest. Ran four. Felt good. Perfect spring day. Had dinner with friends. Fine evening of sharing. Forgot to eat salad. Left half a... More »
Last fall we saw a bunch of corn husks stacked up on the beaver's lodge. We wondered if they had drifted there (seemed iffy) or had been piled on by the beaver. The corollary question... More »