A last summer in Pennsylvania, apologies to Gary Snyder
Sunday, July 18th, 2010My beautiful gardens, the last apple tree and twilights drilled by cicadas and frogs. July steam that doesn’t end at dusk. Chiggers plague, or is it poison ivied ankles? Another journey, leavings turn melancholy. Places change, memories shift, grasses grow wilder. Paintings of shadow and light move on. And the black cat is nowhere to be [...]