On that Saturday, August 22, 2026, I was getting ready to go to a going away party for my nephew. Out the back window was a big fluffy cumulous cloud and my thought was, “Oh good, we might get some rain!” It has been a very dry year. Upon opening the backdoor it was clear… Continue reading Hawk Fire
The sky is alive It smells like night Crickets chirp from juniper trees The breeze is warm Stars dazzle my eyes Hours spent counting meteorites and moving chairs around the fire Making spark people for the dogs to chase Cold sips of a malty craft brew Long, deep discussions Comfortable quiet pauses while… Continue reading Northern July Night
