Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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September 22, 2015


... late sunday night john and chad and i shared a little wander up past stratton to explore the sky from the top of quill hill ... for over an hour i most patiently waited until the setting moon and a bank of clouds low on the horizon combined with this gnarly (john's word choice, not mine) tree to form a wonderful composition ...

... john brought his giant telescope and treated me to an unbelievable view of the furthest visible object in the sky, andromeda ... without the telescope, in a fuzzy little patch that i could cover with my thumb, several hundred billion stars ...

... fascinating ...

All the powers in the universe are already ours.
It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.