Monthly Archive: September 2016

like a rolling stone on the radio this morning sat in my car in the parking lot of Taunton River Furniture listening to the words for once it’s not in me anymore to write...

in a dream hallway lined with classrooms heard Gail’s voice in a room greeting Eli with joy heard them talking happily moving from room to room I was afraid, hesitant I didn’t know what...

I have a house here now but still feel quite nomadic trying something new tonight taking the Taiwan call at Deb’s what could go wrong? joined conference call – check network password worked –...

usually very self-absorbed what’s happening to me today thinking of others Kehben’s dog Tinkerbell dying of cancer Jacob Wetterling, 11 years old, abused, murdered Standing Rock standoff, the Protectors defending the water in spite...

visited lately by wild turkeys a flock of – count ’em – 35 or 36 this evening’s drama, a buck strolls through the flock, a tom objects little tiff ensues, nothing serious buck can’t...

sunday afternoon sketching at the Blue Hill Fair mostly I sketch people – today, people and their animals goats, oxen, steers, cows, pigs, goats, geese a couple of distance views of the busy carnival...

july was a bad month and august was even worse as far as keeping up with this blog writing words by the skin of my teeth image captures sadly haphazard challenged in so many...