Short: Dusting
The inevitable happened. We woke up this morning to the first snow of the season. True, it wasn’t much more than a light dusting, bits of white clustered onto the outdoor furniture and holding stubbornly onto the shady places in the still-green grass. But it was snow. Just a little…
How to Draw; a Poem
I’ve been doing a lot of sketching and watercolour in my free time. I won’t claim that it’s anything amazing … not yet … but I’m enjoying my newfound hobby and I feel like I’m starting to see the world in one of two ways, things that I could paint…
Fall Colours
During my exhausting trail half marathon this past weekend I may have tired myself out good and proper, but I managed to keep enough mental focus to nab some photos of my adventures through the autumn foliage. Of course when one is running an epic wilderness race carrying proper camera…
Equinox
four hundred and sixtymeters per secondtracking a prograde elliptical orbitan average of nearlyone hundred and fifty million kilometersaround a nuclear fireballimmenseseven hundred thousand kilometers widea wet ball of rockbarely sixty three hundred kilometers thickaskew on her axistwenty-three degreestouches a mathematical momentbriefly marking the progress throughcold space againstever-shifting durations of light…