Tuesday, March 31, 2015

through the fog

looking southeast across the river towards east city . . .


Monday, March 30, 2015

arc . . .

standing on the london street pedestrian bridge looking down 
at the small portion of river that has melted . . . 



Sunday, March 29, 2015

dancing on the skin of a creek . . .

winter and spring dancing together on the skin of meade creek . . .



Saturday, March 28, 2015

river ice . . .

 river ice - water, air, decayed vegetation, snow, rain, sunshine, the whispered passings of the unfolding stories that are people.


Friday, March 27, 2015

other worlds ...

yard duty right now is lovely. there are little patches of ice dotted across the surface of the playing field. when i get down on my hands and knees, they look like little constellations and nebulas.





Thursday, March 26, 2015

changes . . .

the river is gradually opening up and in the process, great chunks of the mid-stream ice are being lifted up and onto the shoreline ice . . .






Wednesday, March 25, 2015

the golden beast . . .

oh how she loves wendy's stale gingerbread . . .