fireflies in the blood


Like the first time I ever saw a cardinal,
brilliant flash of red against the gray
of the English room, your voice clapped
against the windows;
signal: fireflies in the blood.

Aracelis Girmay, “English Class” (for Anthony)

Credits: Poem – Who are you really, wanderer?. Photo: Delightful


Driving I-95 S. The Last Term.


3:39 am. Thursday morning. Or, Wednesday night bleeding over.
20 minutes until shower time.
I’m staring at the ceiling. Woozy.  Did you get any sleep?

Six hours ago Mom’s helping him pack.
Suitcases are open.
Zeke sets the mood, moping.

“Dad, do you have any sweatpants I can take?”
“Take anything you want.”
“Do you have anything that doesn’t look like leisure wear?”
I smile. It’s clear who mentored that sarcasm, honed now, cold steel glistening.

We’re in the car.
It’s Silent. Father and Son awkward.
He’s turning the dials, away from my 7 on 70s on Sirius to some thumpin’ Electro BEAT.
The bitter taste of scotch at 4:30am.
I let it pass. [Read more…]

Dec 24: 64° F



Notes: Image Credit for Calvin and Hobbes (You Call This December?). Temperature map: Gizmodo

Mar 28, 2015. Yet. Another. Miracle.


Source: Yahoo Weather

A perpetual astonishment


Every spring
is the only spring —
a perpetual astonishment

~ Ellis Peters

Second day of Spring 2015. March 21, 2015. Picture taken outside the front door. 4:55 am. 27° F.

Credits: Poem – Assorted


SMWI*: Winter’s over. But this, this is something to see.

“In his constant pursuit of new challenges, wakeskating pioneer Brian Grubb paid a visit to Bosnia and Herzegovina and headed for Olympic mountain Bjelasnica, 25 kilometer from Sarajevo. His vision was to take wakeskating completely out of the summer environment and put it in winter conditions. And, to spice things up, to combine water and snow elements for the first time. His quest brought him to Studeni Potok (Icy Creek) on Bjelasnica plateau, near the village Umoljani. What they’ve found there was a snowy wonderland amidst untouched mountain wilderness. Icy Creek lies at the bottom of a snow covered valley, winding its countless curves through the thick white blanket. The locals also call the creek Dragon’s Tail. Preparing combined snow/water course in heavy terrain and weather conditions was quite a task. Pulled by one of the longest winch lines (1300ft), he carved his way through the deep snow at one moment, wakeskating in the creek at next, back to snow, then creek again – performing some of his favorite tricks on water and snow. It´s a sort of mixture of wake and snowskating… something that lacks a name?”

SMWI* = Saturday Morning Work-Out Inspiration

Today’s Forecast: 50° F. Spring in full bloom.


Source: themetapicture

T.G.I.F.: It’s been a long week


So, you think you’ve have had a long week? Check out Mom and Dad Bald Eagles who are protecting two eggs while the snow falls and covers them. (Mom and dad will take turns sitting on the nest and usually it’s mom, while the dad hunts.)

See more unbelievable pictures and the story here: Grind TV – As snow builds, bald eagle parents endure

Just Say No!


Source: Retrogasm

A Walk In The Snow


This week’s cover of The New Yorker is Mark Ulriksen’s “A Walk in the Snow”:

In his recently published book, “Dogs Rule Nonchalantly,” Ulriksen explains his predilection for painting man’s best friend: “Dogs give you their undivided attention,” he writes. “They watch your every gesture, read your every emotion, listen attentively to every word you say—until they hear the rustle of a bag of chips being opened.” Or, in the winter after a snowstorm, until you open the door to go outside.

Be sure to check out several of Ulriksen’s images of dogs here: Mark Ulriksen’s “A Walk in the Snow”.



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