Autumn clouds
passing by
without a sound
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Early October, #51
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Walking to the office
there was autumn
sneaking in between the trees!2
The coyotes’ yips and howls
infuse with the light
of the night’s harvest moon3
On this autumn day…
A Lanceleaf in bloom
on the side of the road -
Chance Meeting, #49
I was working with a client for the first time in a couple of years on several photo shoots this past week. On Wednesday the client did not show up to one of the shoots, so I sent a text message to check in before proceeding. The return message was “Who [is this]?” After I sent another message I realized it was not my client. I found out their number had changed so I updated my address book to reflect this.
Two days later we were a half hour into another photo shoot and my client had not arrived. I sent a text to what I thought was the updated number only to get a response from the same other person, “You must really want to take my picture….”. They also mentioned about wanting to get a portrait with their dog. After a wonderful dialog (for which we both expressed appreciation) I found out we live across the state from each other: I in the Northwest, they in the Southeast. I texted that if I am down that way again (as I went through the area this summer on a state tour), I will send a message to arrange a time stop by and take their portrait!
Morning fall breeze
Acorns usher in the sound of rain…
A visitor stops at my feet! -
Mid-September#48
Penetrating smoke and haze…
the sun shines
through another day
Picking tomatoes,
A praying Mantis and I…
Surprise each other!
An umbrella’s palette...
blending
in summer raindrops -
September, #47
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Summer evening
Zazen in a guest’s backyard…
Crickets chirping2
Before dawn
The empty patio table
welcomes a summer moon3
Summer evening
Old poems, stories, and singing…
Bathed in sunset’s orange glow -
Play #45
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Above the hill in front of us four ears poke up then disappear. My dog, Pepsie, and I slow down to see who might be lurking. We move into view of the volleyball court to find two foxes. One was lying in the shade, the other walking across the sand.
The one walking across the sand also comes to a rest. Both watch us as we watch them. Pepsie and I move on to let them be. Walking a ways down the hill about to leave the area, I glance black to see two foxes frolicking in the sand.
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Summer morning…
A moth on the bathroom door reminds me
To feel the water splashing my face
