Every relationship has a vessel. Within the retort, the combination of the two forms a new creation. (Image inspired by the last works, the flower studies of Manet)
The light leaves earlier and earlier each afternoon this time of year. (41.847313, -75.040219)
Deep in the Catskill Mountains at the very end of Mary Smith Hill Road. (42.0316074, -74.8047528)
Though tracking skills nonexistent,
clearly, mammals passed this way.
The herd moved off toward the treeline
when I stepped out of the car.
That’s OK, I muttered,
I’m here for the pine.
Awaiting the Storm
Each year I am surprised anew at the rate the daylight escapes and how suddenly the darkest days are upon us.