Watery World

The rain came in torrents this week, fluidic, aqueous, diliquescent grey, cloudy, and cold. Like those left behind by ark and Noah, watching, I had nothing to do but stare out at the deluge and repent at the altered landscape. When would the rain stop? How can there be that much water in a cloud? … More Watery World

Slice of Life: Day 30

Like a pink petal which draws the honey bee to nectar, so the concrete pilings bring the captain to the center of the passage.  We approach simultaneously: train, water, boat and clouds. Wind, current, double containers.  All come together at this intersection. We shoot through the narrow way. The clacking, metal on metal, is overpowered … More Slice of Life: Day 30