The Fall Of Color

“What a great time to be alive, if you love the theater of the absurd.” David Lynch November arrives. Cooler, wet weather accompanies the calendar. It comes dressed in familiar garb. A grey sweater of cloud warms the heart, if not the skin. Overcast skies diffuse the autumn light. Primary colors morph into pastels. Trees … More The Fall Of Color

Autumn Light

“It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world.” Mary Oliver A breeze puffs and stops. The neighbor’s oak leaves float across our fence. They dance, twirling in descent, and settle atop the river rock in my yard. Friction with the earth holds them in abeyance of … More Autumn Light