Mid-day at the big box grocery store.
Not too crowded, all ages.
A young dad pushing an empty cart faces his fidgeting toddler son in the cart seat. Maybe not completely comfortable with the list or the task ahead.
A familiar song begins on the overhead speakers. Dad smiles and stands up straighter, he’s got this.
He croons the tune to his delighted son, “Just know you’re not alone, ‘cause I’m gonna make this place your home…”
Beautiful.
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The wind blew the spring grass, still short and stifled by thatch.
The trees waved mildly in the breeze, red and green leaves in bud.
The clouds shrugged and the sun shone brightly.
Time stood down and the breeze passed by,
Everywhere, and so did I.
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©2025
The total lunar eclipse of 3.14.25 was beautiful.
It is not often we can view Spaceship Earth, the planet beneath our feet, as it traverses the solar system.
As Earth crossed the moon, our shadow reddened the lunar disk. Sunlight slipping through our atmosphere landed on the lunar surface as long wavelengths of burnt sienna.
From the moon, the same event appears as a total solar eclipse. For this eclipse, a small commercial lander watched the cosmic alignment, a syzgy, from the surface of the moon itself.
As Earth exited the lunar disk, a bright green fireball arced under the moon from my vantage point.
Quite a show.
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Early morning walk, the neighborhood is asleep, clouds blanket the stars.
An ambulance siren splits the quiet. With little traffic or commerce this early, the broken calm is unavoidable. A minute earlier, the brisk siren of local first responders sounded, quickly traversing the main drag from east to west.
Following the same route, the sound of the ambulance resonates differently in empty streets. Though traveling at speed, the Doppler effect renders the ambulance siren a mournful wail, sound waves seemingly slowed, a lugubrious processional, like the sorrowful keening of the banshee, for those who know what I mean.
I paused as it passed, it seemed to call for it. I moved on with a wish and a prayer for those whose story summoned the sirens this day.
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The cadence of a disconnected world.
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Late afternoon January sun slants in my office window.
It is Friday, TGIF to the working world.
Not wishing away time, the work week is its own experience. The day looking at computer screens, and happily spent in skin that can feel the winter sun.
It is enough.
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Though sunny, the cold temperatures keep most inside.
A neighborhood swathed in snow, bounded only by rounded snowbanks.
Though the sky is clear, wind plays precociously with porch chimes and decorative bells, ringing down the street where I am walking.
Somewhere unseen, the silver belled bough of the ancient Celts sings. Calling to the quest those able to hear its irresistible music.
Young, old, wise, despicable—can you hear it? It is time for away.
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Winter hangs on still green leaves. The autumn lingered this year, and the winter, though timely, blew in on the unsuspecting.
Fluffed flakes swirl from snow bands pushing through overhead. Autumn has fled.
Winter holds the deep past and the future. Those plants holding leaves are slowly freezing.
It is me that was unsuspecting.
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