Mt. Rainier

Mount Rainier April 2015

Sometimes, certain points of view
Hinder what is truth; unless
Others know what questions to ask,
Where to look

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Monday Moment

At the Turn.JPG

At the Turn – 2016

Smoothness and perfection are
Cosmetically overrated
Among the many differences
Reveal similarities beneath the surface


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Sunday Snapshot

california train ride 2015

Morning Frame on the Train 2015

Rails offer the off-road view
Undiscovered by the routines or few
Scenic escapes, sweet perspectives
Hidden gems

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Saturday Snapshot

The Falls in Fall

The Falls in Fall by Tommia Wright

Miniature worlds
Interwoven here
Splash powerful words
That no one can’t feel.

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Friday Fast One

Sunrise 10.12.15

Sunrise 10.12.15

Jostling priorities shouldn’t
Override simple things like
Yesterday’s sunset and today’s

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Thursday Thankfulness

San Francisco Waves

San Francisco Waves 2013

Momentum needed
Observations made
Veer a bit to the side
Everything in time.

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Wednesday Words


Of Waterways and Lost Worlds – July 2016

Continuing snippet inspired by Casz’s Moment of Writing Zen.

Story began here, otherwise a continuation of this.

“…Birds and the Sky “ ~ Jed Nolo Gala


She stopped and pretended to read a digi-note on the platform, catching sight of him from the corner of her eye. Like most notes, this lacked any greenery – leaves, trees, gardens. Aside from the birds that could be seen (more often than not, crashing into the windows throughout the city), she tried to recall when she last saw anything ‘natural.’


“Going to the Gala,” she asked him when he finally approached her. There was no sign of the art that caught her attention earlier – strictly ‘standard look’ now.


He shrugged. “Expected to,” he said as he pointed at the words Jed Nolo. “Want to risk a demerit avoiding it?”


She flushed. It was tempting, daring and-. “Probably not.” She knew she had to complete her studies on time if she expected to keep her sanity.


“Too bad. Guess I’ll see you at the port then.”


They said nothing more once they boarded the transit.

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