Morning Rain

Last night it rained for the first time in a good long while. This morning, sitting at my desk, the sounds are different… car tires on their way to work peel the water off the street, ravens all a-gossip early, and there are frogs peeping before sunup…frogs in the desert! In February! That will give […]

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Cold Gray No More

The Sierra Nevada, Great gray waves of cold gray stone, Coffee bright morning eyes aglow with the day’s grand ambitions. The Sun’s first light falls a vivid curtain, illuminant, a cool breeze in accompaniment. Waves, particles, particles, waves–the duality of light can be so mysterious–could not be happier with their luck, with where they’ve *ended up, […]

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The Shadow’s Fallacy

A cold morning walk to a high mountain lake with a pair of ice skates. It was only months after this photo was taken that I realized the strange shape of the shadow cast. Ha! A shadow-puppet’s silhouette is not always representative of those entwined hands which do the casting! Oh silhouette, no more than an […]

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