The surface

 of the water mirrors

many things.

-Masumi Kato

 (from Japanese Death Poems)

Sophie (201?- 2024) and Finn (red dog) playing in the Rio Grande (photo circa 2014)
RIP Sophie.

 

My morning porridge

and then I'll go to see

the willow blossom.

Kusamaru (death poem 1836)

Cold-desert phlox in the foothills' spring bloom

 

The Spiral

Out of shadow I, but no longer saying I,

Move myself from my self in an opening spiral,

Drawn toward the light in understanding why

One cell may be one cell yet see the spiral

-John Holmes

Spiral Ridge, Placitas Open Space sunrise

 

Today's Studio View

pandemic graphite drawings