February 3, 2019. Our yard is a designated wildlife habitat, and for several weeks the sparrows have been our poster advocates. They take cover in the thick ever-green (in Central Texas) honeysuckle. I’ve combined images of the honeysuckle on rainy days, and included a short video for sound effects: sparrow voices join percussion of rain tapping metal porch roof. Enjoy!
June 30, 2016. I enjoyed an unexpected escort coming down from the top of Mt. Mitchell (off the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina – highest US peak East of the Mississippi). You can drive almost to the top but a fairly steep (albeit paved) path leads to the summit. For me, going up that path took all my concentration. Coming back down, in contrast, was pure pleasure. What a treat to catch a photo in one of my guide’s brief pauses!
May 15, 2016. This poem began in late February – the trees have since leafed out, blocking any view of rooftop referenced. Today is muggy, cloudy. I find myself wishing for the crisp clarity of the February morning. So I dug out the poem and let it brighten my day. The image blends the one visible roofer and one of my djembe drums into a collage of wishful thinking. Enjoy. Tap your pencil, snap your fingers, join in the rhythm.