Loss
Through haunted smoke of lost civilization The tang of past dynasties hangs redolent in the air Here our gaze to the heavens Finds the consolation of an airless world Removed from our cares and tribulations
Latest
Summer Storm
The winds have scattered the lightning-crazed clouds In their place tattered remains litter a blue sky We walk amongst the pear and apple, walnut and plum aftermath To know that fall is near
Ode to the Western White Pine
The western white pine has become my favorite tree at least for now. It also happens to be Idaho’s state tree which I learned only after my decision to elevate to the lofty esteem that I currently hold it in. My position on the tree is its sheer beauty.
Pine Street Woods
Squirrel Gifts
In the local woods where Mollie and I walk, the trees are dropping cones. It seemed to start with the Grand Fir but has now moved through the Douglas fir and Western White pine. (The Lodgepoles hold on more preciously to their cones.) Now Ponderosa is getting into the act.
books
What I Am Reading Now
These are a matched set in many ways. I got them both through random browsing at Bonner's Books in Bonner's Ferry Idaho. They are also from roughly about the Meiji Era of Japan (1868–1912). The Meiji era is a fascinating period of Japanese history as
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My Bird Collection
Here I will collect my bird photos...
Idaho
Selway River Pt 2
Human culture and isolation
GF500 f5.6
Selway River
Wilderness culture
poetry
An Acquaintance is Gone
Got a call today and he is gone I didn’t know him well but liked him A year younger than me We spoke on the phone two days ago And he is gone As suddenly as when I met him Like a bolt on a clear blue day Whoever
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Mounting a Camera in my Truck
Warning this is technical post... Hopefully some will find it helpful.
Essay
This Land is My Land
A re-post from Notes from North Idaho
GF500 f5.6
On The Lake
Summer camping on Lake Pend d’Oreille