Moment’s Notice

August 9, 2018.  We have come home from our two months of rolling east then west and back to central Texas.  Good to be home in spite of the heat, in spite of the backlog of mail and chores!   The collage reflects one of many moments that triggered poetic response – foggy morning in North Carolina, headed toward Max Patch on the Blue Ridge Parkway.  No chance to capture with camera what my eyes zeroed in on – so I scribbled haikus to hold the memory.  Later, walking up to Max Patch, on trail’s edge was one more solitary golden leaf – hurrah!





At Butterfly Pace

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!




Aging Steps

June 19, 2016.  We’re traveling – currently in Asheville NC camped very near an entrance to the Blue Ridge Parkway.  Yesterday we did a lot of driving and a bit of walking at various stops along the Parkway.  I encountered these steps, camera in hand, and wanted to capture both perspectives – looking up and looking down the steps.  My legs balked, as they frequently do of late.  Luckily, my imagination gets younger as my body gets older – a needed balance.

I wrote the poem while Gary was off on a hike this morning, not knowing until he returned that he would go up these very steps onto a trail across the mountain.  He brought back pics that are now melding into my imagined views for an eclectic virtual experience.