extinction. spirits of entire species letting go the memory of their vanished homes.

elegant spirits of tree and seed

when the news of the day fills me with so much rage, guilt and despair, how can I keep believing and working toward that which heals and brings life and joy? hope is an act of will.

river of smoke in the mountains of clouds

Very tired. Resting and recharging with colors.

Per Hannah Zahn, “Cracking Open a Cold Beer After Mowing The lawn”…that works, too! 🙂

nebulous worries wending through the weeds

Or, as Hannah Zahn would have it, “Dirt up my nose from mowing dry grass”. She’s a landscape gardener, so she would know.