I love fog. So when I biked the boards recently, I was pleased to see the pale veil over Long Beach shore. Hundreds of gulls nestled in the sand… …then rose, a […]
Presence, And The Silver Sea
Pups and Presence
“I suspect she might have heard that crack kills.” In these TV days of political turmoil, climate change, bombings, terror of all makes and models one finds it necessary to circle the […]
Wrapping Presence
The clock on the wall held meaningless symbols. I was reading, “Einstein and the Poet” when Cheryl walked in. She came for a coffee break from her work studio down the hall; […]
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