BEEN THINKIN’ ABOUT… OAK & STONE. High on the mountain ridge, last light of the evening sun shines through the red sumac leaves beneath the cedar and oak. Another long day, another hot summer, another farmers market coming to quiet close. Beyond, the sound of traffic, of slamming car door, of quiet chatter from the…
BEEN THINKIN’ ABOUT… RIVERS AND LIGHT. The shadows of leaves dance on my living room wall, end of another day, end of another hot summer day. Science tells us, obviously, the earth’s rotation changes our perspective on the sun, just another star in just another galaxy of stars. Just the same, my sun sets, marking…
BEEN THINKIN’ ABOUT… DISCIPLINE & HOPE BENEATH THE SUMMER SUN. The 6:30 Saturday morning alarm sounds and I let it repeat three times before turning it off. In retrospect, choosing a song — and an Enya song at that — may not have been the best idea. The Irish artist’s Forge of Angels keeps lulling…