Monthly Archives: November 2017

on the wind.

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rows and rows of flowering kale and cabbages

all come together

to create a beautiful, tiny fairy forest.

“a forest is not a wilderness,

but a community of souls who speak to one another on the wind.”

― anthony t. hincks

 

 

oakland county farmer’s market, pontiac, michigan, usa

thor throat.

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 on the via rail trip home

i was in the lucky seat

 prepared to wield the mighty hammer

to save us all 

on an as-needed basis

just like thor.

if he was a happy, sleepy woman 

with a scratchy throat

wrapped up in a cozy scarf

 sipping bailey’s and coffee

on a meandering canadian train.

‘courage, above all things, is the first quality of a warrior.’

-carl von clausewitz

a different direction.

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a stop by a pub with a cozy fireplace

for a leisurely quiet lunch

and then i saw this –

a menu note at the bottom 

‘bottomless fountain pop and vanilla ice cream’ for children

things could quickly go in a different direction.

“i accept that there may be things far grander

and more incomprehensible than we can possibly imagine.’

-richard dawkins

 

london, ontario, canada

another.

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after walking many miles 

through the parks at home

i traveled north for a visit

to a whole new town

and when walking through the city

i once again find myself

in yet another beautiful park. 

‘i don’t know where i’m going from here

but i promise it won’t be boring.’

-david bowie

victoria park, ontario, canada