The No Kings Map looks PACKED. No wonder Mike Johnson is shaking in his boots! There are even 20 protests in other countries!!! ##nokings #protest

One of the longest continuously inhabited lands of North America, Canyon de Chelly preserves ruins of the indigenous tribes that live(d) in the area, from the Ancestral Puebloans to the Diné, encompassing three major canyons: de Chelly, del Muerto, & Monument. None of the land is federally owned.

The Rain Sounds like a river In the trees Pouring through the leaves That fall to the black as dried blood asphalt Decayed into oil Because… With us or without us The rain.

And it’s a hard, it’s a hard… It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall Dylan

Well the sun is surely sinking down But the moon is slowly rising So this old world must still Be spinning round And I still love you And the deer on the hill…

October 18th should be Day ONE of a GENERAL STRIKE… not one day of protest.

Day after day It never gets old The same walk In different light Day after day The scents and smells And birds singing their edges While the moon grows imperceptibly full or new Everyday I learn how to say goodbye.

New York Fern in Pennsylvania. At end of generation, a season, a life, an incarnation… fading into the future.

Imagining a future. A dream waiting for a breeze To lift it into the ether The fifth element.

Equinox. Equidiem. Autumn becomes the day and night.

Accidental Cornell Box

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. Lewis Carroll

Locust in the parking lot. Paradise Paved.

Day after day Leaves at the edges And then they are gone

Event Horizon Time slows Beauty is enhanced Perspective shifts Nothing has changed Everything is different

Dyer’s Polypore Fungal inspiration for new museum building.

Before the Blight by Ruth Stone …My lips whispered over the names of things
in the meadows, in the orchard, in the woods,
where I sometimes stood for long moments
listening to some bird telling me of the strangeness of myself;
rocked in the sinewy arms of summer.

DAY OF LIGHT It happened in Africa, in Ife, the sacred city of the Yoruba kingdom, maybe on a day like today or who knows when. An old man, very ill, brought his three sons before him and announced: "My most cherished things will belong to the one who can fill this room completely." (Cont)

The Bridge At the arc in the path Is a bridge to cross. Autumn curves into Winter. Time is the dance of the sun and the moon. Each counting differently. It is just this way.

When darkness lights the way.

It was just a dream some of us had… Still a lot of lands to see. Joni

A night at the Met.

Earth will find a way. With us or without us… it does not care.

Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall; All the king's horses. and all the king's men Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again.

Queen Anne’s Lace

Eastern Wood Pewee

We are all wounded at birth. The constant sadness of the brevity of life begins with the loss of innocence… the powerlessness over time or station or agency. That others, equally powerless, struggle to wield in the dark ways, the weapons of our vulnerabilities, over us and against us… (cont’d)

Verano. Already slipping away…

Choices have consequences.

Beech Rooter

Ghosts that become wishing stars…

Organic event horizon. Center of a Salsify.

One quiet song in the meadow.

The Way It Is There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for others to see. While you hold it you can’t get lost. (Continued in comments) #thinthread

Thistle. Designed by evolving. Our imaginations are too small.

Art Deco theatre being renovated while a dance class is going on. La Habana, Cuba #panorama #inside #panoramic #cuba #artdeco

Philadelphia fleabane Once believed to repel fleas.

While the Western Meadowlark sang anonymously in the shadows. Little Missouri River Theodore Roosevelt National Park Medora, North Dakota #northdakota #littlemissouri #panorama #medora

Mornings. #macromondays

Sam Cooke in Seattle A Change is Gonna Come

Bend in the River… bend in reality. Theodore Roosevelt National Park, North Dakota

Going through Wyoming yesterday. Speed of light.

The meadow.

Philadelphia fleabane

Red Maple in the green phase

We cannot erase the past. We can honor it and listen. These PVC crosses speak truth to the future we can change. Wilkins Cemetery Dunn, NC

Spirits in the Night… All night. Tunnel visions.

Through a foggy window Rolling fast Harrison, New Jersey Not my stop

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Went through Penn Station NY yesterday on my way to The Met to hear a panel discuss the work, history, and culture of the Superfine show.