A River’s Season

A River’s Season

To every thing there is a season.

For a river, there is a time to build, and a time to cut away
a time to slow down, and a time to speed up
a time to sparkle, and a time of deep shadow
a time to shape, and a time to rend
a time for movement, and a time to hold steady
a time to support, and a time to dislodge
a time to float at ease, and a time for the maelstrom
a time of gentle exploration, and a time of unbending energy
a time to gurgle, and a time to hurl
a time to be placid, and a time to be harsh
a time to enhance life, and a time to threaten
a time to bring pleasure, and a time to sow fear
a time to be confined, and a time to know freedom
a time for every season under the heavens

Firehole River by Lone Star Geyser

Gibbon River

Gibbon River

Firehole River by Lone Star Geyser

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Earth’s Wild Heart/Earth Day 2016

Apollo 11 view of a crescent EarthOn their return trip to Earth from the Moon, the Apollo 11 astronauts photographed Earth as a crescent.  NASA original image data dated on or about July 20, 1969Suomi NPP vegetation mapVegetation as seen by Suomi NPP Satellite/credit NASA/NOAA
Images crafted from a year’s worth of data collected by the Suomi NPP satellite provide a vivid depiction of worldwide vegetation. Suomi NPP, short for National Polar-orbiting Partnership, is a partnership between NASA and the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA).

Wild Heart

Earth’s wild heart calls to me
sings to me
as curious about me
as I am about it;
envelops me now
as we come to understand
what we are made of.

May our beautiful earth
our garden of paradise
flourish in peace

 

 

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Sense of Place: New Jersey

Jersey Girl Leaves Home

Oak trees dense
tall tops so high
she must lie on the ground
to see them
shade the broad expanse of lawn
and grace her daily life

Sense of place so strong,
breaking it is a dislocation
unhealed for decades
old rupture throbs still
upon occasion

Returning to visit the back yard –
where collie dog, best friend and surrogate parent,
gone for years,
runs, as in life, to greet her at the side gate
vision so powerful she pushes
its strangeness away
then instantly wishes she could call it back,
live in its sweetness a few moments longer.

Laddie

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Come to the Fire

Come by the Fire

Ancient ways, bygone days
working together without a word
mutual need clearly heard.

Your speed, my bow
bring our prey down so
food for many, wolves and men
sustenance shared, time and again.

Over the years we lose our fear
Need turns to love and brings us here
a life joined together
to each other dear
Beloved friend, I want you near.

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One More Face — Lily, Puppy Mill Rescue

This is Lily, and here is her story.

Puppy Mills

Cruelty thrives in dark places
smelling foul in confined spaces
secrets kept with our consent
living creatures we do torment.

Through the mill they’re forced each day
crushing and grinding their lives away
expelled when breeding life is done
mechanized profits dearly won.

Puppy mills sound benign.  But here’s what a mill is and does:

to mill (v):  to subject to some operation or process; to shape or finish; to crush or grind; to hull; to stamp; to pass through a roller; to beat with the fists; to thrash; to pulverize;

mill (n): a machine that manufactures by the continuous repetition of an action; an institution that turns out products in the manner of a factory or machine; an experience or process that has a marked effect (as of hardening, disciplining, or disillusioning) on the character or personality, usually used in the phrase through the mill.

Webster’s Third New International Dictionary

“Puppy mills” conceal horrific reality.  These mills disgrace our laws and notions of human decency.  Let’s outlaw them.

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Sometimes Rescuers Need Rescuing

I’m posting a communication from Ellicott Wildlife Rehabilitation Center.  It includes before and shortly-after pictures of an owl being rehabilitated after hitting a window at high speed.img-160223125229-001_edited-1

Ellicott is an all-volunteer non-profit 501(c)(3) organization rescuing birds and other wildlife since 2002. They do wonderful work.  Now they need help to continue.  I’m also posting their appeal letter.  The staff is dedicated and effective and gives their all.  If any of you can give a little, it would be a fine thing.
There are so many amazing non-profit organizations, and some are dear to your hearts.  Blessings to all of them and to you – to all rescuers.
letter from Ellicott

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Dying for Java

Keurig cups make a pretty chainundefined
circling the globe ten times, and again

Drink your fill, enjoy your brew,
marine mammals just have more to chew

Don’t think twice
‘cause soon we’ll find
We’re all made of plastic –
the K-cup kind.

Wikipedia, public domain photo
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January Planetary Quintets

Quintet in Moon Rising

Jupiter, Saturn, Venus and Mars
cavort early morning with fading stars
play with moon rising a bright quintet
her part’s the biggest, most brilliant yet

First among equals, she anchors the arc,
modulates phase in the fleeting dark
regulates rhythm, sets the tone
perfect timing tells night has flown

Mercury hurries –
too pale and too late –
No place for six
in this play date.

It'll be worth getting up in the wee hours just to see the lineup of planets. The green line depicts the ecliptic - Earth's orbital plane projected onto the dome of sky.
early January, courtesy EarthSky.org

Mercury catches up tonight, and five planets will play a moon-less quintet in the pre-dawn sky. Beginning around January 20 - through mid-February - you can see five bright planets at once in the predawn sky.

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Happy Snowbow to You (What?)

Snowbow or snow bow? It’s so rare, nobody (no body?) knows how to spell it.  snowbow I’ve been in lots of snow and seen lots of sunrises (sun rises?), and have never seen one before.  A Happy New Year surprise.

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WELCOMING 2016

sunset at cabin
Sun sets on the passing year
cycle of life recurring
hopes for tomorrow we hold dear
twenty sixteen is stirring

HAPPY NEW YEAR, dear Bloggers!!

photo courtesy of Nick C.

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