In the rain is just what’s needed for sense and story, something new, some renewed and due truth.
Downstairs after dinner and everyone in bed but me. Long day, whole day in field and all I […]
all interpretation and meditations leaning toward more. More exploration, more scenes, more looking around and acknowledging Now. Nothing […]
to be in the Road.
to clock out early and collect. Have a glass of wine and on day reflect. Businesses need be […]
Something. Is it a feeling. What is it. Look at me. I can barely write. Am I writing […]
I leave the house. Come to downtown Santa Rosa, to Beer Baron. A place I’ve only been once. […]
There is no happenstance in patterns. In YOUR patterns.
Now home. Today, sent me. Somewhere. Not sure where. This is more than work. This is more than […]
Storms of it. In your own pages.