Koi Pond
Fins glide beneath glass Surface breaks and scales scatter Empty beak retreats Words and images by Michael J. Hall
A Quiet Moment by the Water: Bernie’s Favorite Rock
Bernie had been sitting on a particular rock for what felt like a very long time. Not because the rock was especially comfortable – it wasn’t – but because from here she could see things she liked. The sailboats drifting lazily across the harbor. The shingled houses tucked into the green hillside. The pale blue…
C. “Jackmanii”
Velvety stars stretch up the wall, Resilient up until the fall. With elegant flair, And purple to spare, Favorite clematis of all. Words and images by Michael J. Hall
Discovering Spatterdock Pond: Yellow Floating Hearts
Spatterdock is a curious word. Sounding like a platform floating on the water attached at the shore with drops of wet paint on it. Nuphar advena is even more mysterious sounding, but is the scientific name for the Common Spatterdock plant species. That translates to something like “water lily stranger” or “lotus blossom foreigner”. It…
Everyday Carry Essentials: Lessons from a Father’s Pocket
Everyday Carry (or EDC, for the tactically minded) is usually defined by practicality. It’s the gear you keep with you to ensure you’re prepared for the “what ifs” of daily life. In the 21st century, we’ve managed to consolidate an entire survival kit into a glass rectangle. As long as your smartphone has a charge,…
Queen of the Hill & King of the Zoo
The king struts proudly And she looks on, unimpressed The queen of the hill Lionesses hunt Unlike the king of the zoo For pride, not glory Words and images by Michael J. Hall
For A Whiskered Face
Deep in the velvet where the willows weep, A foggy mirror shows secrets it should keep.The pace slows down to a gentle hum,It’s the rhythm of the wood where the shy things come. Oh, the otter pond is a dreaming place, A quiet drink for a whiskered face.Where stale waters stir and creatures creep by,Under…
Discover Your Own Slice of Paradise at a Hidden Beach
While wandering through the varied and lush tropical foliage, the air thick with the scent of blooming flowers and the sound of rustling fronds, I marveled at the vibrant greens surrounding me. The sun filtered through the canopy, casting dappled light on the path ahead. As I ventured further, I stumbled upon a hidden trail…
A Vibrant Welcome: The Allure of Pink Orchids
If you opened the door to your hotel room and flipped on the light to see this bright pink stalk of flowers greeting you, how would you react? Would you be tickled? Would you lose the color in your cheeks? Would you think your imagination has run wild? Would it make you feel pretty? Or…
Finding Solace on the Shores of Lonesome Lake
Has my sister really left us here on this remote shoreline? How can that be? Why would she? She just left for a moment, she’ll be back shortly, right? She can’t have done so knowingly. She can’t have envisioned her path with us would end here. She can’t have wanted others to feel this lost.…
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