Category Archives: outdoors

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Numbers game

For Judy’s The Numbers Game #9: 130.

Photographs with the number 130. From small things to large. First, a butterfly. August, 2022, on a hike on Hurricane Ridge.

Biking on the east coast. I biked with my oxygen concentrator.

East coast forest, Maryland.

Back the Pacific Northwest. Snow on the north face in the Olympic Mountains.

Hurricane Ridge, looking southwest.

Hurricane Ridge again, layers of Olympic mountains and clouds.

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Wise fear

I don’t think the team of four taking down the four trunks of this cedar were fearless. They were sensibly afraid and stopped between each trunk. They discussed the next step and had all the safety gear in place that was possible. It was still very dangerous.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: fearless.

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Numbers game #7

For Judy’s Numbers Game: 128.

I have enough showing up that it can be all beach. Brandt geese out in the early morning.

Let’s look closer at the eagle in the tree. Splotchy feathers, not quite fully mature.

Rocks and logs and sand.

The deer come down too.

A gull in the evening as the light falls.

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room

In my room, where is that?
In my room, the room in my head, there is home
and wilderness, unexplored and unending, never tame.
All the wild places I have been, or seen, or heard of
or imagine. It’s a wonder that I can speak at all
words in the daily day, after wandering the wilds.
Why does anyone ever come back?

Why does anyone ever come back?

Except to explore other rooms and add them to ours.
I listen to the Brahams Requiem, a painting in orchestra and voice,
of his room, his wilderness, his despair and joy.
I am glad to come back for this and others like him.

That is why anyone comes back.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: in my room.