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Looking Forward
Whatever is forward becomes the present before becoming the past and with eyes open we absorb nature in all of its glory.
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Poem – Snow Always Proceeds the Fall
The depth of days, carrying the memories from the past through the present into a future laid bare in our hands. Silence precedes the chaos we create, but until that moment the silence is unsettling, daunting, and disarming. Snow comes first with a message of peace and hope a subtle warning from the winds originating…
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Fall 2014 Issue of Stone Path Review has been published
The Fall 2014 issue of Stone Path Review is now available for reading at http://www.stonepathreview.com and http://www.magcloud.com/browse/issue/823370?__r=322616 Interview with: Peter Vircks Poetry by: Amanda Barusch, Anuja Ghimire, Deonte Osayande, Gary Glauber, Lisa Megraw, Ralph Monday, Robert Henschel, Jr., Rochelle Natt, Salvatore Folisi, Samantha Tetangco, Wendy Brown-Baez Short Story by: John Richmond Paintings by: Margaret Karmazin…
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The Dream That is the Big Lake
Testing out some new gear and setting up a tent in preparation for the next trip to Alaska. Of course, being on the big lake and my need to be close to the water, I always get wet and nothing like the sun to take care of the drying. Another beautiful fall day on the…
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A Fall Day in MN
The day started early just before the sunrise with enough time for coffee to get us warm before venturing out to the shoreline. The sun spread its fingers across the horizon, the water, and our faces. We continued to a state park and found a calm and secluded lake surrounded by nature’s palette. So many…
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A Look Ahead
As summer has become fall and most days have the aura and feel of winter, the climbing season and kayaking come to an end for this year. Now it is time to look ahead and begin planning for next summer when the sun returns. Here are some blog entries from Alpine Ascents as their last…
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Winter is Coming
Early morning sunrise, a preview of winter.
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Road Home
The road home, over the hill, into the sky.
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Holding Up the Fall Sky
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If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #2
I imagine one of his photos would look like this: