03.29.18

in this spring of the bird white-crowned, white-throated, anyone miles on end, swedes lane is barely passable from snow drift. still, birds are here. blooming blessed strength and so will we

01.16.2018

at havet er i ebbe. så langt tilbage, at der ligger en bleg bræmme af havbund, en ørken af stenformationer nogle steder trækker brændingen lyder af sten over sten med sig. andre er sandet nøgent og tavst — der er en glæde til alle mennesker, der er vildere end havet og ørkenen tilsammen. den findes

12.25.2017

—  (i saw) rosy-finches from mid december through march off of cr 196 near lisbon valley, ut. last year. this year an even larger flock daily at the same location, the flock is over two hundred individuals. cr 196 (public road) runs right through latigo windfarm (private property). if anyone is interested in trying for them you can contact me for details 

09.23.2017

— briefly, the male is back. i hear him first, then get to watch him. his sound and bluest  blue

09.09.2017

— clay-colored thrush at the international center, on peach day north of interstate exit. it’s feeding alone, near some other thrushes on the westside of median by the green electrical equipment box they’ve build cup-shaped nests, lined them with mud. they’ve had speckled eggs in their nests. chicks hatching, both parents feeding and raising them. continuing their species through migrating long distances dispersing seeds of endangered plants at new sites, thrushes help eliminate inbreeding and increase the genetic diversity of local ecosystems. her too, without nest

09.01.2017

there was an eclipse. there she’d love to have seen it one time there was one. up here the world fell dead silent. the light went even paler when she thinks of not looking into the blue of those blue eyes ever again she recall that quietness such prolonged fear of loss. then the loss  that frees the gaze for shifting