Filling the commute and the wait
with poetry. Words breed the want
for words. Everywhere, something to tell
02/01/2012
01/31/2012
Fire
Mid morning
Strong coffee, long walk
The smell of mulch, nearby. The smell of summer
01/30/2012
01/29/2012
01/25/2012
Tribute
Today was nothing at all like this — bright sunshine, the saturated colors of fresh flowers everywhere — but on a long walk I came across a garden tribute to people affected by the East Bay Hills fire of 1991. It's at the intersection of a neighborhood and a highway on-ramp road, so I can't imagine there's much foot traffic. Sweeping views of the bay. Two locals pruning the small roses, weeding, keeping a patch tidy. A water fountain. A nice touch.
