Sometimes you have to just give in

Lost the last moment. Gained a new one. Not sure when that will end.

An ability to find the ground. Like a cat. But sometimes I stay there a bit too long.

Right now I'm hearing "highway to the thunderdome.......thunderdome..." It's not always like that.

I like the smell of dry pine needles in the sun. I like the feel of mosses that are like velvet. I like the water logged petal of a rose.

I dream of dancing with the phenomenal world

A house in transition. Dim lights in rooms so big they look medieval. Photo albums of a brilliant and obsessive mind.

A drifting iceberg

Asparagus is salad in a stick. I love the few weeks they are in season.

Well I can say that Lake of Bays just joined that list.

Any place that is bursting with life

Anywhere that has a nice combination of dependability and surprise.