Moon
She draws the delicate mist about her
Like a shy courtesan she hides her face
And watches when she thinks we are not watching
Revealing when our attentions are turned
Then is stolen away again by the jealous clouds
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New Use of an Old Camera
Here are some recent photos I took in Pine Stree Woods. The days were not great, overcast and gray. Still there is a bit of fall color and it was fun to play with some black and white. These were taken by an old camera that I have resurrected the
Ghosts in the Forest
Soft sodden air of the twilit forest Snap of fallen drops, formed of mist and pines Rain-blackened trunks parade down-slope Pale bleached-yellow of fern Like spirits of their brown bracken brothers Wraiths of mist hang and sweep through the rain-dark trees Flash of white, a pause, ghostly gray The deer
Use of AI in my Writings
As a measure of transparency; I have started to use AI (Microsoft Co-pilot) in my sparse writing attempts. I am limiting it to editing functions like spelling, grammar, and punctuation. Sometimes it adds Em-dashes. I am not using it for the writing itself but more like a professional editor. So
A History of Whaling at Lake Pend Orielle
Introduction History is usually made from what is known, events, people, facts. Much of history is obscured by secrecy; shame, embarrassment, or state secrets obscure much of what we know of history. It's these small secrets obscured by time and the deaths of the small number of participants