-
Recent Posts
Archives
Categories
- #acourseinmiracles
- #dailyprompt
- # noticing
- #prosepoem
- #smallstone
- #smallstones
- #throughthewindow
- Art
- biological integrity
- birds
- Book
- Book review
- Carolina wren
- Dreams
- feelings
- Garden
- Garden design
- grief
- Learning Italian
- Literature
- Lucille Ball
- Marie Read
- Marsha Norman
- migration
- mindful writing
- Native Plants
- Natural Landscapes
- nature
- Nature writing
- New York
- NewYork State
- NHP Petition
- Niagara
- Niagara County
- Niagara County New York
- Niagara Falls
- Niagara Falls New York
- Niagara Gorge
- Niagara Heritage Partnership
- Niagara Heritage Partnership petition
- Nik Wallenda
- NY
- NYS DOT
- NYS Parks
- NYS Parks Scoping
- oblique strategy
- observations
- October Surprise
- place
- Plant
- Politics
- prose poems
- Psychology
- Quotation
- road removal
- Robert Moses
- Robert Moses Parkway
- Robert Moses State Parkway
- sense nature
- Sense of Place
- six stone Saturday
- sixwordSaturday
- Social Sciences
- Spider bite
- spiders
- Terry Pratchett
- The Sunday Swap
- Thomas Wolfe
- traveling
- W. Somerset Maugham
- waterfront
- weather
- Wild Ones Native Plants
- Writers Resources
- writing
Small Stones
Tag Archives: Sense of Place
April First
Day 76. Dreary. No precipitation. Light snow dust in the raised flower beds, like flour spilled on a counter top; none on the lawn. Wind a cold November sound. Wish it was an April Fool’s prank.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #smallstone, nature, Sense of Place, weather, writing
Leave a comment
Red Sky In Morning
Day 73. The southeast sky’s turned a pale watercolor pink wash from the coral red rising on the eastern horizon. A beautiful warning of what’s to come–inclement weather–rain and wet snow showers, accumulations of an inch.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #smallstone, nature, Sense of Place, weather, writing
Leave a comment
The back roads home
Day 69. The back roads home Where the barns are in better condition than the weathered gray houses. Rusted, faded plows and tractors, decade old trucks and cars, converted the front and side yards into equipment graveyards.
Sense of Place
Day 66. Home is the crest of the Niagara Escarpment after a long drive to reach the I-190 and its interstate exit, 25b. The River’s tinctured surface, the gorge rock walls interspersed with cedar trees, the curved descent from 70 … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #smallstone, nature, Niagara Falls, place, Sense of Place, writing
Leave a comment
Snowing
Day 57. Snowing. Ragged wet cloud fragments descend from the sky, crystalline water ice interspersed with rain. The waning gibbous moon, a hunchback hidden from view
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #smallstone, nature, Sense of Place, weather, writing
Leave a comment
A Quiz In Logic
Logic Quiz: True or false? The Robert Moses Parkway is a road. True. (Documented fact, common sense). The speed limit on the Robert Moses Parkway is 45 mph. True. (Documented fact). The Robert Moses Parkway blocks access to the Niagara … Continue reading
From the Kitchen Window a Mealworm Feast
Day 47. The Carolina wren Marie Read identified for me last week came back. It searched two converted stone chimney flue planters for hibernating insects or grit. I poured a pile of dried meal worms—a protein rich, beetle larvae—on top … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #smallstone, birds, Carolina wren, Marie Read, nature, Sense of Place, writing
Leave a comment
Love Note
Day 44. Dear Mother Nature, Creator of the Universe, The Great Mystery or the Deity in Charge, What you can’t speak, your silent eloquence inspired: small prose poems viewed through a moving window. The sunlit, pixie dust glitter creased by deer … Continue reading
Niagara’s Political Climate
Day 43. Love Canal. CWM (Chemical Waste Management). Fracking Water. Wallenda and Zip lines at Olmsted’s State Parks, where his vision clearly states “nothing man made” should intrude on the experience of the iconic waterfall. Perhaps Niagara’s welcoming billboard could … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #smallstone, nature, Niagara Falls, Sense of Place, writing
Leave a comment
Cheer. Cheer. Birdie. Birdie. Birdie.
Day 42. Why don’t we see the cardinals’ breath in the two to three seconds they sing for Spring in February’s brittle six degree weather? Their ruffled valentine throats are an exhaled trill, “loud strings of clear down-slurred or two-parted … Continue reading
Fragments and Thoughts 