Mountains and Ice

Tag: winter

  • Poem – What Follows?

    The sun rises and escapes across the winter sky. The moon replaces the sun and the sky clears as cold settles from the heavens into the empty fields. A strong wind emerges from the ancient forest, a boundary too late to cross as soon the coyotes will take hunt.

  • Poem – Dogs of Winter

    Afternoon sun sets quickly as the wind scatters snow and ice through the forest. Summer ponds holding ducks assume a new role and face as the moon consumes the surface. The main path follows the base of the hill winding past wetlands. Ravens assume positions in trees surrounding the open field. The dogs of winter…

  • Starting the New Year

    What better way to start 2015 than with 0 degree winter air in northern Minnesota and a Rockstar.

  • Poem – The Dark Drifting Upon the Snow

    Winter evening in mid-December. The sun set hours ago and cold is descending from the heavens, there are no clouds and the moon is hidden. The only sound is my feet and the running dogs. Down a hill we slide and stop before the tree line. An expanding presence darkness fills the space between trees,…

  • If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #4

    I imagine one of his photos would look like this:

  • Poem – The Depth of November

    November is the transition of fall to winter. November gives up the red, orange, yellow, and gold for brown into grey. The sky gains depth, definition, and clarity. November is laid bare at your feet and we head within ourselves to find warmth and answers to the probing questions and immediate need to cope with…

  • Poem – The First Flake

    The child’s nose leaves prints on the glass kitchen window overlooking the apple tree. Wide-eyed, determined, safe – was that a snowflake? Did one land in the grass? A frantic search for the first snowflake signaling winter, snow forts, and snow days. There, that has to be one! And the phone call to grandma to…

  • Looking Forward

    Whatever is forward becomes the present before becoming the past and with eyes open we absorb nature in all of its glory.

  • 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…

  • Winter is Coming

    Early morning sunrise, a preview of winter.

  • Poem – Machines That Move Earth

    (1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with an early frost. Subdued sun scattered across fields, meadows, and prairies. The sky becomes the land becomes the horizon. We head north, leaving behind city lights and traffic for pine trees and winter in the air. (2)…

  • Poem – One Truth

    The poem “One Truth” from the reading on 05/04/14. The rain filled dharma is still dharma. Rain falls in fields of white snow. If the snow is one truth, what happens when the snow melts what happens to the truth? It becomes the earth. No matter the state of being the state of mind the…

  • Lutsen, MN – Video of Lake Superior

    A video by Twisted Root Studios of fog racing across Lake Superior where it is -20 with spring-like sun.

  • Poem – Winter’s Strength

    The stronghold strengthens the winter depth deepens. The hill overlooks treetops holding pockets of snow to the empty blue sky quietly becoming black. With no fanfare just cold desending from heaven. From comfort of the sunroom I see yellow squares scattered in the blackness behind naked tress losing ground to the snowpacks assault a battle…

  • Fields of Snow

    A foot of new powder, deep blue skies, and a quiet afternoon of snowshoeing. Nature’s fury becomes the landscape we seek the solitude we savor.