Very nearly put on a jacket reading this. You are such a vivid writer of trance like poems it’s hard not to stand next to you looking out into the skies. I hope that punch was gratifying. I dream about my garden meanwhile. My best are when I’m swimming - or greeting my ghosts.
I went back and forth and forth and back between photos and poem and I lost my footing a couple of times but I finally made it back home. I had a terrific time, though. Thank You, Jonathan!
Thank you, Mary-Rose. I'm feeling that good feeling now, too.
Love weird dreams. Nice, very nice. I'm thinking you might want to call your friend?
Thanks, Tina, yes I probably should.
I could see you pottering around. 😀
That’s my favorite thing to do
Very nearly put on a jacket reading this. You are such a vivid writer of trance like poems it’s hard not to stand next to you looking out into the skies. I hope that punch was gratifying. I dream about my garden meanwhile. My best are when I’m swimming - or greeting my ghosts.
What drives you to get out in the wind at sunrise? That’s discipline.
I guess when I quit Catholicism, I found I needed a new ritual.
Another way to pray 🙏
I felt a bit washed away by the atmospheric river yesterday. Another great sunrise poem!
Thank you, Jason. I’m glad you didn’t get washed all the way away!
I went back and forth and forth and back between photos and poem and I lost my footing a couple of times but I finally made it back home. I had a terrific time, though. Thank You, Jonathan!
You nailed my process!
beautiful everything
thank you
Beautiful. Thanks for always including us, literally and metaphorically.
Thanks, Troy 🙏