Walking Alone – Trying to be More Birdbrained
Following a fitful night’s sleep, I am off to a later start than I had hoped, but it is still…
Following a fitful night’s sleep, I am off to a later start than I had hoped, but it is still…
Ankle deep and slowly sinking into the watery moss, I probe the underlying muck with my tripod, searching for stable…
The forest is mostly still this morning, as alone I stand beside the pond. Early sun offers dark reflections of…
A pair of snowshoe hares scattering from the shoulder remind me why I like to get up early. Hares mostly…
I don’t know where I am going this morning as I cross the bridge from Douglas Island toward downtown—out, I…
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