Waders II
The boys run through the shallow water like piping plovers. Their calls carry across the beach: “Look! A crab! A jellyfish! A minnow!” They run …
Month: July 2011
Waders
The plovers lift their wings on the beach and dash across the sand into the shallow water, laughing like carefree children. Once there, they …
Storm Clouds
This year, summer days are elusive. Like fiddleheads, wild strawberries, and morel mushrooms, we must gather them where and when we find them, and keep …
Open Sky
The clouds open up, showing a blue that is always so hard to remember. This blue is like a door or a window to another …
Views
I wonder sometimes if it is primal, instinctive, and mythic, or if I have merely learned somehow to feel a certain ache when gazing at …
Gone
A pair of finches swoop and dive against a backdrop of eternal blue, playing a game of sky tag along the centreline as if …
Feather
A hawk’s feather lies along the path. I stop to examine it, look carefully around to see if there are any others hidden among the …