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Sunset: purple, pale-blue, yellow, orange, smokey mountains. Crickets pulse, wind shushes, washes my face, arms, legs with her cool touch.
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Wind falls into the San Luis valley, sometimes carrying drenching mist. Trees whisper and mutter, their words just out of reach.
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January wind in the cloud forest: waves without an ocean pulse (no moon for a heart), earth a shared, still pendulum for the dancing forest.
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From ice to fire: beginning my journey to Costa Rica on a frigid day in New Hampshire. Ponds frozen, clouds heavy with a few cracks of blue.
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Orange-red sunrise brightens to soft blue with cotton clouds. Warm on this winter solstice, releasing a fragrance: damp pasture, wet leaves.
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Sunset: purple, pale-blue, yellow, orange, smokey mountains. Crickets pulse, wind shushes, washes my face, arms, legs with her cool touch.
Monthly Archives: August 2010
The House and the Tree
The week of cool and even cold nights warming to hot days with bright sun ended Saturday. The sky foretold change with high wispy clouds dimming the afternoon. Sunday brought gray sky and by mid-morning, rain. Rain was tentative at … Continue reading
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Tico Time
Last night light it began to rain, lightly, steadily. This morning the rain continues, diminishing to a light mist, increasing to steady rain, but never too heavy, not a thunderstorm nor tropical downpour. Blue sky breaks through and the sky … Continue reading
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Mapping Time-space
We’ve had good August days: days starting cool and warming up to hot with few clouds and little haze to block the sunshine during the day or radiational cooling after sundown, making for crisp nights full of stars. Last night … Continue reading
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Time and Space
Back at Curious Gourds. I awake to a damp, cool morning. I can see the Acteon Ridge though mist and haze rising from Smarts Brook, above the green foreground trees. Mist billows up from the Smarts Brook river valley, pouring … Continue reading