Other scenes from an autumn run.
It’s like waking up. The haze has stretched on and on for months and even in gear and loading up, like checking another must from the endless to do list,…
Selections from a recent photo trip to the Wichitas.
In some cultures, the new year begins in the autumn. There is something to be said for that idea. Looking back at posts from Septembers previous, a theme emerges, one…
It had been in the distant margin all day, looming. Against a soft blue sky it seemed billowy and pretty, relatively small so distant, but the stature was ever rising…
Scenes from two separate trips (in the same week) to The Wichita Mountains.
Related past entry here. Also here, here, here, and here.
As a one year anniversary gift, and a much needed getaway after a burdensome few months, we took a weekend in the Ozarks in our beloved Eureka Springs for a gloriously…
“You’ve never been to Robber’s Cave?” “Not that I remember. I think my grandmother took us once, but I can’t remember.” A body can’t forget Robber’s Cave and I was…
Don’t complain about an overabundance of catch up and projects; life has very little problem throwing so much more on the fire that you will find yourself knee deep from weary…
Dharma Anchor 