Category: Mortals
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Betwixt
Betwixt sky and soil, growth and decomposition, wind and stilled. Acer they say.
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Not A Fish
Common, common … and singular. Leaves fallen between trunks of trees growing up from the same root mass showing a distinctive eye-catching pattern, that’s common. Trees growing that way in a swamp, stormfallen leaves, common, common. The appearance of a fish, a salmon that has spawned to be specific, in such a cleft, that happens…
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Other Available Light
Another day of the week, I’d’ve been out in daylight, looking and struggling to find a way to really show ice-coated branches in a good light, with an overcast sky. And, the sun was going down when I went out the door and got on my bike. Oh, I’m arriving down by the riverside with…
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Some Say Litter
December here, not so far from an inland sea flowing down to the ocean, saw wet snow, drifting snow, rain, blizzard, freezes, and at the end, thaw days. Revealing the “fall” of fall. Green and aloft, now well begun becoming soil.