Saturday, March 31, 2012

Friday, March 30, 2012

a masterpiece in stone

dividing two side-yards on frost street.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

men who cook

are
very
sexy.
can you hear us whistling in appreciation, mr. s.?

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

ayla's hands traveled like hummingbird wings

over her qanun
(a traditional turkish stringed folk instrument)

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

poor unsuspecting innocents,

a hard frost has come to cup your nodding heads in its palms

Monday, March 26, 2012

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Saturday, March 24, 2012

signs of spring-one

escaped ball rolling down estey street

Friday, March 23, 2012

Thursday, March 22, 2012

charleston sets a very fine table

for those
who love
architectural feasts

(and for those who prefer things a bit more literal:
the shrimp and grits, nick's barbecue,
she-crab soup, red-chicken stew,
collard greens and charleston baked beans
were all pretty life-changing, too)

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

charleston flora

a chorus of blossoms
bass notes of bare branches
intricate harmonies

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

charleston fauna


"they also serve
who
only
stand and wait."

Monday, March 19, 2012

charleston at night

a little
velvet-lined
gem-encrusted
jewel box

Sunday, March 18, 2012

chessboard

of grace

(charleston, s.c.)

Saturday, March 17, 2012

arriving in charleston at the barksdale house inn on george street

we were instantly charmed by the green courtyard
and the musical splash of the fountain

Friday, March 16, 2012

the glass house contained

a dazzling
array of diversity
and not a single
stone thrown

Thursday, March 15, 2012

oh, to be where the fountains gaily gurgle

and the new buds lift their rosy cheeks to the sun

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

please indulge me

in a few days of holiday photos.
(daniel stowe botanical garden, belmont, north carolina)

thank you for your comments during my absence.
it will be days before i catch up with all of your blogs.
i look forward to every single image.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

this young man went door to door

offering his shovel and his time

(i hope by now he is back in school, the snow is gone, and i will awake in
brattleboro with spring on its lips)

Monday, March 12, 2012

what would you store


in a latticed room
under a house built into a hill?

Sunday, March 11, 2012

as the snow continues to fall

in boots and scarves, hats and coats
we lumber into pubs for a warming draft
(roofs look clean because the heavy snow sheds regularly,
sidewalks and streets look clean because we have such outstanding plowmen)

Saturday, March 10, 2012

during snow storms

traffic lights switch to amber flashing mode
(can anyone tell me how to capture a flashing light in a still image?)

Friday, March 9, 2012

as this post comes up

i'm waking in charleston, s.c.
where i suspect i will not see infants riding on sleds today.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

the stone church

accepts the assault of the storm knowing this too shall pass

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

even the fire alarm box

snoozes on pillows of snow

(a little rouge in all this white for you, virginia)

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Monday, March 5, 2012

lacy chains of snow

balance in winter-thin limbs

Sunday, March 4, 2012

subdued by snow

the porchlight slumbers

Saturday, March 3, 2012

evergreen boughs carry

a wearying weight of snow

(i'm back on the road for about ten days. hope you don't
weary of this pre-posted series of fresh snow. fond wishes to you all.)

Friday, March 2, 2012

through the curtain lace,

dawn catches new snow kissing every branch of the crab apple tree

Thursday, March 1, 2012