
a train comes
with the dawn;
what either brings,
we don’t know,
except guiding light–
as above, so below
–photo by me

a train comes
with the dawn;
what either brings,
we don’t know,
except guiding light–
as above, so below
–photo by me
We took a little drive to Bemidji Lake, which is a fairly wide spot in the Mississippi River, and happened upon a family of Canadian Geese going about their daily lives.

Mama leads her goslings along the shore to teach them the basics of hunting for food and such. As you can see, it can lead to sibling rivalry, but she ignores it.

When it’s time to come ashore, the tall gander offers protection for the little ones. He doesn’t seem to mind the seagull here, but mama looks like she’s about to headbutt him.

All tuckered out from their seafaring adventure, the goslings get ready for an afternoon nap in the security of their loving parents.

Mama treats them with fairy tales and nursery rhymes as they drift off in slumber. After all, she is Mother Goose.
–Photos by me
i
can only
sit and wait
ten, nine, eight
feeling so alive
seven, six, five
i think of you
four, three, two
the count is done
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–photos by me
How can a man keep his lawn mowed down
Before it reaches the sky?
And how can a man spread the clippings around
Before he hears neighbors cry?
Yes, and how can a man simply mow his lawn
And kiss all that raking goodbye?
The answer, my friend, is mowin’ in the wind
The answer is mowin’ in the wind

once upon
a time, this fellow
flew to the
sun and back;
it turned his whole head yellow
but burned his face black
–photo by me

sandhill cranes
i see two feathered footballs
on legs like broken sticks;
i hear their lockstep footfalls
between their calls and clicks.
–photo by me




–Photos by me