The arrival of fall lures me away on a day trip by ferry from Port Townsend to Fidalgo Island. Waiting to depart, I lean over the railing on the upper deck and watch blasé gulls sleeping on pilings below, despite the roar of the massive engine. My favorite thing is to be in the water [...]
Continue reading...16. October 2009
Storm slams, surprises— tall firs swoon into the gale, branches embrace crows. Wild winds whip waves white. Giddy gulls glide gleefully. We watch, wait, worry.
Continue reading...11. October 2009
A knot of starlings bursts from the tallest fir tree and explodes like fireworks across the pale morning sky, fluttering back to ground like fallen black stars.
Continue reading...9. October 2009
Shy spotted fawns nibble at my grass and warm their fur in the morning sun after a cool night in the woods. Two does, two yearlings and three fawns lazily find breakfast in the meadow. Then something startles a fawn, and suddenly they all skitter into the woods. The same scrawny fox I saw last week lopes [...]
Continue reading...6. October 2009
I’ve joined the haiku group on Twitter and it has revived a former passion for the form. Haiku is a Japanese poetry form that traditionally is written in three lines of 5 / 7 / 5 syllables, though not all people adhere to that rule. Twitter, with it’s 140 character limit is the ideal delivery medium
Continue reading...5. October 2009
After a leisurely walk along upper Sequim Bay this morning, I stopped next to a harvested cornfield to watch hundreds of Canada Geese fatten up for their long journey ahead. They seemed in no hurry to leave, meandering slowly through the field against a drop-dead gorgeous backdrop of the Olympic Mountains. (Notice the first snow of the season.) I love geese, always have. Migration fascinates me, that ability to move twice a year and set up a new home each time. Some geese do return to the same spot year after year, but others will try something new each spring and fall.
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20. October 2009
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