Some days it comes easy
Day after day, year after year, I walk these paths and watch for the beauty.
17 beats
Buster Keaton and Charlie Chaplin
Silent film night at the theatre where music carries the story.
Zero Degrees Fahrenheit
I pull on layer after layer, but she always wears the same coat.
The dark will not last forever
A bundled up run in some rare bluebird sun helps me to remember.
How I got hooked
Tonight on my walk I remembered when this was my living room view.
My boy, this first week of January
If you are looking for him, he’s probably by the fire reading.
The dog and I
We are good walking pals – I stop for pictures, she stops for yellow snow.
Four degrees and a hard packed trail
Who knows what running will be for me this year, but today it was good.
On my walk through the neighborhood tonight….
Parties, and gifts, and time off are all through, but the Christmas trees still stand.
How We Live
Seed catalogs come on this deep dark cold winter day and we rejoice.
Terms of Endearment
Missy Woo, golden girl of the sorrowful eyes and triangle ears.
First Day Promise
The Paperwhite delivers a first day promise: there will be beauty.
On Haiku as Contemplative Practice
Poet and Peacemaker John Paul Lederach at the 2018 On Being Gathering: the seeking of the haiku attitude; that is, to prepare yourself to be touched by beauty, the noticing of the haiku moment that is the aha when the world is revealed for what it is — and that simple form, that five-seven-five that was …