A Place Within A Place: reconsidering what is sacred

Elisabet Ney Museum : Hyde Park : Austin, Texas

The bees are still. The wild hive in the back garden is quiet. It's cold out. A sliver of moon rides high in the sky: french tip manicure nail of beauty. The air is crisp, with hints of sycamore leaf, tobacco smoke, and steel--the numb┬ámetallic┬ásmell when too cold air is breathed in through the nostrils.This week, winter weather dances over Austin.As dusk deepens, I walk to one of the neighborhood coffee shops. A faint glow graces the horizon. Porch lights are on. Colored bulbs drip from … [Read more...]

Eaten by the Nothing

Fog in Glasgow

Some time in the night the clouds rolled in over Glasgow and settled down onto the land. They wrapped the city up in a blanket of grey. As early morning led on to later morning and then on to afternoon, the grey did not burn off or blow away. The city just sat there with the fog as its cover, snuggled in against the January cold.When I was young I lived within walking distance the Golden Gate where the Pacific Ocean comes in to San Francisco Bay. I would often go out on my own or with a … [Read more...]


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