"What was it like? Growing up in the city of the Ancestors, Rodney?".... (Stargate Atlantis 1.16, "The Brotherhood") .... I can't quite remember just when it was that these lines began to haunt me.......
Continue readingThe Icy Winds of Eternity
A celestial kiss marked this cosmic moment...
Continue readingA Tenderness in the Air
There’s been a strange shimmer in the air, the last few days. I first noticed it, looking west across the gardens in the long, slanting, late-afternoon sunlight. It took me a minute to register it, and even then I wasn’t sure that I wasn’t just imagining it. All the world seemed softly illuminated, the acid-green...
Continue readingThe Season of Stained Glass
It was almost like looking at stained glass, so sheer and translucent that you could almost see right through it, glowing molten-bright in the long, slanting light of the early spring sun....
Continue readingFifty-Nine
Hello again. It’s been far too long. It’s good to be back, even if only briefly. That’s worth a better explanation, but for now: It’s my birthday. And having told my parents’ stories on their birthdays, I think it is surely time for my own, but in the meantime, let me leave you with...
Continue readingCoachman’s Granddaughter
And now, as the year draws to a close, I think it’s only fair that I give my father, whose birthday, December 29, is today, the same consideration that I did for my mother on her birthday back in August of this year. Unlike hers, her one hundredth, it is not a milestone birthday...
Continue readingSolstice, Pause.
The ground has started to freeze up, a little, in our current cold snap. It scarcely did at all last winter, cold days repeatedly interspersing with mild ones. And it’s early now, I think, for the hard ground of winter, compared to my childhood days in this city, and the organic garden I used...
Continue readingA Snow Story
And now it’s December. The first snow of the season fell the night before last – less than half an inch all told, but it touched every tree and surface with magic, the morning sun sparkling on it all until it melted away. The story below is the tale of my first snow, and...
Continue readingAnd I never wanted to close the windows again
It’s raining today. I have the windows open, and it’s helping me remember the year I first really learned to love this living, breathing planet we call home. In the mid-eighties, I was in college and living with my parents. We had moved from a shiny, modern apartment complex in a more urban area...
Continue readingAnd now it’s Autumn
The autumnal equinox roared into town like an express train last week, glorious plummeting temperatures taking us from summer to fall in the space of a day. That’s not the way it usually works, of course. The change in temperature, and the shift in feeling and temperament that it encourages, normally lags the annual...
Continue readingA strange gift
It’s turned into a hot summer after all, catching up after a long, slow, cold spring. I’ve found the days slipping away from me once again, as I turned my attention to other responsibilities, and I’ve scarcely entered a new post here since my birthday. But now it’s nearly September, and as I find myself longing for...
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