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!
December 7, 2016. The world swirls with opinions, oppositions, petitions, all manner of unpleasant realities. I wrote this poem the morning after the November US election and set it aside till I could think more clearly. I keep humming to myself the last line of Ray Wylie Hubbard’s “The Messenger” – I just want to see what’s next. Then and still, the view is murky.
August 30, 2016. Again today, the crinum patch alongside my driveway is moist with rain. Getting into the car means getting a bit damp. And today I found myself “getting into” moments from a few days back – in the same predicament when distracted by a green anole. I am growing increasingly fond of my new iPhone6+ camera – present and already on when a shy critter grants me a pause. Dewitt Jones says the best camera for any shot is the one you have with you. Indeed!
March 12, 2016. After too long without rain, when it finally began falling a sense of elation rose. Ground like a sponge, and it seemed the trees were plumping up. I find it hard to stay indoors during such elemental transition, and our Labrador easily persuaded me, ushered me to the back porch, covered but letting damp air gently blow through. I stood out there until the rain let up enough for a few pics of dripping-wet poppies. The image below is a collage of poppies – each poppy a collage of raindrops.