Another Sunrise

We set out before dawn, again, as we have so many times before, across the lawn,  down by the park, further  through a neighborhood we have walked for over a quarter of a century, our path must be a groove in some spots by now — how many times have we  been shaded by ourContinue reading “Another Sunrise”

Dawn Rising

“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.” — Emily Dickinson I’d share an orange sorbet sunrise with you at 16 or 82, like this cool, mellow morning —  what a privilege to see so many day-beginnings  with your kindness beside me, blue sky & clouds rising, a path before us, another excursion of our ongoing,Continue reading “Dawn Rising”