guardian trees
gravel beaches
and stone sculptures
life in Minnesota
“Art is the attention we pay to the wholeness of the world.” Guy Davenport
Mostly original poems along with a few other poetic goodies
Where I walk and what I see.
"This is just the kind of sense that's... not."
a Poems in the Waiting Room (NZ) project
One Way Ticket: South East Asia
You are your own best teacher
The journey
Museum of Documentary and Fiction
Non-Fiction Short Stories. Updated Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Travel, oldsters, love, moments worthy of pause.
Discovering the Relevance of Words in the 21st Century
from the Picasa Web Album Featured Photos
Life and Writing
Riding throughout the earth on a sorrel horse...
Gorgeous!
Your photos are so representative of New Zealand beaches in summer. That dry, dry grass with the smell of hot pine needles and macrocarpas mingling with salty air.
…and right now the grass is dry, drier than usual
… and right now they are dry, dry, drier than usual
Lovely photos.There’s something so peaceful about stone sculptures at the shore. I’ll have to take up seaside stone stacking as a new hobby!
Caught the habit off a fellow blogger – now I’ll have to keep working on it