in the train windowa flock of black birdsagainst the indigo skyand like ghost birdsthe reflections of streetlights
If you look deeply into this tomato, you can see the entire universe https://www.instagram.com/p/BpuX3ungEH1/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=tu3nr5fspjco
window seat
the shadow moves gently across the engine and I realize the plane is rocking very slightly as the captain’s hands
I’m still blogging. Will you keep reading?
I suppose it’s time to give my readers fair warning: After 19 years this blog, and the Tinyletter based upon it, have moved in a more eclectic direction. If you want to unfollow me now, I won’t take it personally. But I’d love it if you stayed along for the ride.
Nature Journaling With John Muir Laws
One Saturday in July I went to B Street Books with the 11-year-old to hear the author John Muir Laws talk about his field guide to Sierra Nevada wildlife and his approach to keeping a nature journal.
New desk garden in an old dish, courtesy of @urbanbotanica_sf . Can you spot the wizard and his dog? https://www.instagram.com/p/BpW9SVvlDl0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=lpyo8faxped7
A poem by John Donne
poem-today: The Flea Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deniest me is;
morning fog I turn on the office espresso machine https://www.instagram.com/p/BpID6mxFECQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1qftjp9e0d7cl