Comfort Taken from What is Given
I imagine this scene, a snapshot of any ordinary point in time, perhaps not meaningful to anyone else,...
Poem – That Cabin in the Woods
That cabin in the woods, nestled beneath second generation pine planted after the last logging, waits for our...
Poem – Captured Halos
The black morning hides tall pine trees rising against the star filled sky. The silence broken only by...
Retreat Vignettes – #1
Moments the chaos is held at bay when the pine filled sky sways and the ravens visit and...
Poem – Infinity
Removed from the city even for an afternoon layers of stress and blocks fall away, replaced by what...
Poem – Machines That Move Earth
(1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with...
Retreat Building, 09/08/12
Work on the retreat has been going well the past few weeks. Though our time has been tight...