“The water,” said John Waldman, “varies between green and shockingly green.”

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“We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals.  Remote from universal nature, and living by a complicated artifice, man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge, seeing thereby a feather magnified, the whole image in distortion.  We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err.  For the animal shall not be measured by man.” Continue reading

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These photographs are for dad, who cherished winter and forests and snow, and would have loved this storm. Taken with one of his beloved old Nikon lenses; I like to think that whatever I shoot with them, he will see. Continue reading

About two years ago, I started a list on Wordie of fine-sounding words. When I last went to add a word, however, the update function was disabled. I’d probably logged in so infrequently that a defunct-account subroutine kicked in, though I prefer to think of dust gathering on the computers, and a repairman’s sneeze sending words sparkling into the air like motes in a sunbeam. Continue reading