strange land – Page 6 – Black and White

Sheep country

On the road to Kenmare

Verdant

Sealed highway — Biked in the rain four hours today. It was transfixingly beautiful, mountains, mist, lakes. We survived the cars and trucks tearing by. A venture in faith? Taking a stupid chance? P-doom definitely higher than normal.

2 lane farm road — I’d thought all the roads would look like this.

Cygnus olor

On the Liffey

End of Summer

Farewell to astronomical summer. Tilly thoughtful on the edge of Beach Road bridge.

B.Burns

Cab driver — Drove like a poet, creatively, fast, word visions

astronomical summer

technical problems with my ISP…

dog on a porch looking at Atlantic Ocean — waiting for the dogfish, waiting for the dogfood ship, waiting for the dog sun and moon

pulchra terra

creek and marsh grass — Betz-Tiger Point Preserve, Edwards Creek. Ten miles from JAX and a million people. Sitting above the St.Johns, in proximity to Amelia Island, Big Talbot, Black Hammock, Nassau River, Pumpkin Hill, Fort George, Timucuan. Not terra firma, pulchra terra. Build your subdivision elsewhere.

When we destroy nature we diminish our capacity to sense the divine, to understand who God is and what our own potential is and duties are as human beings. RFK Jr.

Swings

cherished childhood places

Mortality

Filmmaker and friend, Providence RI — I was consuming last night, broke a tooth. Enthusiastic consumer.

Sow and piglets — Mother and children. Sentient beings. Nothing good in store but a meal is a meal, the present moment gratifying. Don’t think about tomorrow?

Jim

Island man