Where getting lost is part of the adventure… and finding your way home a pleasant surprise.

Impermanence

Impermanence

My morning walk takes me past landmarks no longer there:   Coe Primary, where I attended first and second grade, now offices.   Down the street, third and fourth grade gone. Only a park remains   Last year, May Street School razed, replaced by a brick...
D

D

Everybody dies Do not rush towards oblivion Pause here with me Let us keep each other company, linger just a while. Tomorrow or the next day, or even some time after that is soon enough.
Mortality Waits

Mortality Waits

In the ominous gloom of predawn, behind and somewhere above the henhouse, an owl poses the question: “Who? Who, who?” Inside, the hens shuffle restlessly, murmuring their fears and discontent, unhappy to be awakened before sunup, with mortality perched just outside,...