Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Blue, cold, sharp air. My yellow coat and blue jeans and red laces. The sun, turning the frosted grass green, but not melting the snow flakes caught in the ice on the man made pond. Leaves race across the surface, clatter into groups to crow their winnings while small aquatic creatures made their singular progress, oblivious beneath the ice: long round, doing the breast stroke and little furry tadpoles look a likes snapping side to side to glide through the water, passing each other unconcerned.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Purple, yellow, sage green, orange, blue sky, the rattle of my ancient bicycle on hard ground and the sweep of my feet and pedals though the tall hard prairie grass, then into the rain cool shadows of pines, out again and past the wild wind waving aspen leaves.