during the rainy season…the tropical deciduous forest becomes a steaming jungle, a nearly impenetrable wall of a hundred different shades of green What would you do to capture green? We drove from Alamos to Tucson on Saturday. I was pretty exhausted and, I will tell you honestly though it embarrasses me, I cried through the first part of the trip. My students insisted on giving me a break (I was reluctant to release control of … Continue reading
How you landed here, Pitcairned How I came to be here. How I came, marooned amongst flapping wings and kicking; how I came to be, the tiny gnats landing in my ears, clambering up my nose. How I came, with the warm humid air, the pink in the clouds, the suddenness of the green. Startling green. This is another one you must learn to pick up: How I came. And now here. And soon gone … Continue reading
The summer rains tend to follow certain variable paths as they form and move out of the sierras. Clouds caught up in the mountains—tangled and then streaming up and out as though steam from a volcano. A full moon round over the greening of the trees. sucio limpio rica Two blue grosbeaks (Passerina caerulea), one each on a dried grass-stem, facing each other Yellow billed cuckoos calling (Coccyzus americanus); the astonishingly beautiful beaded lizard (Heloderma … Continue reading