Winter’s Fingerprints

Window Skin, Winter’s Fingersprints.

Entire seasons have passed.

Returning

Purples Martins returning from somewhere in South America.

Bring on the insectivores. 🦟🦟🦟

“Quiet friend who has come so far,
feel how your breathing makes more space around you.
Let this darkness be a bell tower
and you the bell... ”

Excerpt from: Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower

by Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus

Reframed. The delicacy of time, of moments. You. Borne of the #earth. 🌎

#EarthDay

A wood fungus bloom surrounded by water and damp earth. 🌸 Lowlight exposure at dusk.

Lo-fi river and sky. The river is on the rise.

Pale seed heads and fragile moth bodies. Last year’s life.

It would seem many of us are in the grips of an icy winter wonderland. Find the wonder where you can. ❄️