Nature Photos: Up Close and Personal

Hi friends, today I have twenty close-up photos for your pleasure. I hope you enjoy them. Tide pools. Ice crystals on my truck. Teeny tiny flowers. Mussels with barnacles. Chaga. Lichen. Geranium, dwarf dogwood, baby spruce tree. tara caribou | ©2021

Until It Passes

I haven’t left this cave, my den, in days because if I do, the sky comes crashing in again. There’s a storm brewing on the horizon and it’s coming closer, closer. Should I turn to my left, it rises. To my right, it looms. One misstep and the clouds split in two. Rushing winds, a […]

Video: 28 December 2020 Slow Motion Wave Crash

Everybody around me seems to constantly be going, going, going. Looking at their phones. Talking non-stop with no pauses or thoughtful reflection. Working on and off the clock. Even sitting at the table or on the couch in the evening, television turned on the big screen and the little hand-held devices powered up… In The […]

Nature Photography: Sunset Edition

It’s no secret I’m a night owl. I could probably count the number of sunrises I’ve actually seen on two hands… I might be exaggerating, because where I live here in Alaska in summer, sunrise and sunset aren’t too far apart. I’ve been awake to witness the rise about the time I’m going to sleep… […]

December Nature Photography

Wait up, hold up, it’s 20 of my favorite photos I took in December. I hope you enjoy. Super high tide. Foamy. At a rest stop in the mountains. I love the snow. More please. I like the seaweed in the crash. Almost a halo. Ice crystals in the air. Last moon of the year. […]

Helium

Laying on the grass, hand in hand Together staring into the wide blue A breeze slips across our skin The longer we gaze up and up and up Deep blue calls out to deeper blue It’s almost as if we are floating Weightless, tiny but always together She sighs and I look over at her […]

Spirit Rift – Collaboration

Sand grains massage our feet, Waves hit our ankles, toppling our sandcastles No, we’re not sad, but we’re definitely a little salty, Literally — our toes watered, sand-drenched-deep In the warmth of mother earth’s caress — Absorbing all that we can sea Past the sun-kissed vanishing point To us, the Sun sets how it rises; […]