At Summer’s End
The moon is up the sun is down and as dawn slowly slides around perhaps the dark so hard to see is nothing but light yet to be
Flora and Fauna of the American Northwest
It is spring and the usual photos of Japanese people of all ages and incomes gathered as one nation undivided in drunken revelry beneath cherry blossoms across the archipelago are nowhere to be seen. I’m feeling a bit of anxiety at the missing pink and white pixels flashing across my laptop’s screensaver slideshow. The only [...]
