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Monthly Archives: January 2016
different takings – January 13
1.13.2016 young faces show different takings on how life works. when did we come to mix and match genders as if they were social constructs instead of givens. biology seems to have gone lost along the way. … Continue reading
grown men with bibles – January 12
1.12.2106 grown men with bibles wrestle with whether god is needed. and yet there they are working with the word. ————– … Continue reading
orange mists – January 10
1.10.2016 orange mists blow off above frigid swirling morning waters like the hand of creation moving across the deep. ============
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Tagged cold, creation, creator, divine hand, lake superior, mists, morning, nature
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a writing day – January 8
1.8.2016 a writing day stuck to the chair fingers on the keyboard unaware of any time to be off ideas floating constant ahead. no rest until done a writing day ended only by son. … Continue reading
winding road north – January 7
1.7.2016 winding road north along gitchi-gami through trails and tales of years gone by salted fish, potato cooked simple salt, pepper a touch, and water from the lake unfiltered like the sound off the shoreline, winds strong over … Continue reading
when the bus hits you – January 6
1.6.2015 What do you have to bring to the table when the bus hits you or the wind drops or the bough breaks of the sails ebb what sustains you when the rest is gone. ————–
performance fatigue – January 4
1.4.2016 one more prep to write and tout one more plane to fly on out one more talk to shout about. performance fatigue. ============== a day at home without a step out to store work or office … Continue reading
diamond sparkles – January 2
1.2.2016 diamond sparkles off snow so bright I have to turn my head clarity, focus, breath tight up within the throat morning in north lands as meant to be. beautiful. =============
old wire – January 1
1.1.2016 just there, through the brush at pathside, the strands of old wire barbed, strung low, covered most now by braken and bush down by deer, elk, others, trod over by what was meant to be kept out … Continue reading
goodbye ol’ paint – December 31
12.31.2015 Where did they ride to those heroes of our dreams Hoppy, Roy, Gene and Ken Tex and Lash and Dean. We wandered off our story changed the frontier changed and gleaned We left old hope to … Continue reading
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Tagged beginnings, change, cowboys, discovery, endings, frontiers, journey, movement, time, transition
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