19 December 2014
18 December 2014
"Get a bicycle.
You will certainly not regret it.
If you live."
– Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens), US writer and humorist (1835-1910)
Interestingly enough, this particular bicycle was parked outside that venerable Missoula beverage establishment, Charlie B's.
17 December 2014
“What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness?
Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet;
16 December 2014
To epitaphs scrawled on a gift
Of moment-gold we cannot hold
For Time is insistent and bold
…and strips the bud that broke and thrilled
The limb where spring and summer spilled
To winds of phantom, freight-like train
That brings December once again
It rumbles from wide open skies
And showers silver sparkle-sighs
To eventide once dull and brown
December is November’s crown"
- From "December...again" by © Janet Martin
Ponder Janet's full poem here - your soul will thank you.
15 December 2014
"There are often inquiries about cultivating lichens...Alas, there's no reliable way anyone has found to keep lichens going once they've been relocated... We can't tame lichens; as Irwin Brodo has said, in Lichens of North America, "...lichens are the essence of wildness." " - Stephen Sharnoff, in his essay 'Lichens and Oaks: A Deep Partnership'
14 December 2014
"The trees down the boulevard stand naked in thought,
Their abundant summery wordage silenced, caught
In the grim undertow; naked the trees confront
Implacable winter's long, cross-questioning brunt."
- D. H. Lawrence, Winter in the Boulevard, 1916
13 December 2014
The radial twist of these deadfall limbs was more apparent when it was right in front of me, but contrast patterns still abound betwixt sun, snow and shadows.