Thursday, September 27, 2012

Fire and Water

I love these two elements together. I guess that would translate as passion and feeling. Another way to say it is a bouquet of elemental energies.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012


I saw radiance in these flowers even though they had been cut. The radiance is not always there, but sometimes growing things have that kind of light.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Fall Flowers

Fall has a slightly grotesque quality as all the exaggerated plants prepare to die.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Indian River Three

I am reminded in the desert just how much I miss the Indian River which of course belongs only to me.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Indian Summer

The Indian River at summer's end is full of heat, dazzling in light and color and fully tropical.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Garden In September

It's difficult for me to write thoughtfully on the blog without enough down time. I have almost come to believe that to have a full time job means the end to solitude and contemplation. As summer ends, I will try to write more.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Water Under The Red Bridge

This looks retro. Another century perhaps? I don't really know what it's about.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

A Quiet Death

This posting coincided with the death of Danny, a very unusual cat. His passing is truly a loss for Jodie, Michael, and Matt. He was a much loved pet though a bit hard to keep alive. I guess this must be his obituary. It was a good death and we will miss him.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Monday, September 17, 2012


Extroverts, rushing around in a frenzy until they collapse in a heap.
Always hopeful, though.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Picking At The Bones

I love Ravens for this. They pick away at everything all the time even when it's not necessary.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Friday, September 14, 2012

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Monday, September 10, 2012

Baby Parrot

Primitive, child-like, that first inspiration, the initial contact, amateur and slow, the baby parrot flaps his wings.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Summer Ending

Back in Utah, working again, the summer slips away like Eurydice from the grasp of Orpheus.

Thursday, September 6, 2012


A vortex is a whirling mass. Maybe a whirling civilization too. It can be a beautiful thing seen from a distance.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The Fall

Winter is coming, and so too, I hope, is our collective redemption.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Blue Moon

A lightening storm prevented me from posting yesterday. I did want to celebrate the Blue Moon even if it is a day late.  So this is moon, storm and celebration all in one.