winter window 2
Looking out the windshield, a type of window, while crossing the Tappan Zee bridge. The opposite hillside is so misty. You can barely see the vertical lines of the bare tree trunks.
Looking out the windshield, a type of window, while crossing the Tappan Zee bridge. The opposite hillside is so misty. You can barely see the vertical lines of the bare tree trunks.
The lines in my back yard are stark in the dark night, but show up against the snow.
Taking photos of the sky at night. Low clouds reflect ground light in different ways. It is hard to capture in the photos, but there is a range of moody, moving colors. I feel...
Ski trip!
Regarding the philosopher Édouard Glissant, Teju Cole writes: Thinking about DeCarava’s work in this way reminds me of the philosopher Édouard Glissant, who was born in Martinique, educated at the Sorbonne and profoundly involved...
Jennifer Davies On exhibit at the New Canaan Library
A chorus of unusual, liquid, and arousing bird calls while shoveling the car out this morning. I spoke to the birds, I don’t remember what I said. I know I didn’t have the right...