Cazadero Life

This morning's walk.

Another great show!

Goodbye Sunday.

Those constant bearers of meaning bore me. I want to open wide now to the absence of concept, understanding, representation, to the inward flare of exhilaration. To the gratuitous revelation of mineral forces. Isn’t the materiality of this Joshua tree, its living presence, more than what it means?

I am so tired of waiting, Aren't you, For the world to become good And beautiful and kind? Let us take a knife And cut the world in two-- And see what worms are eating At the rind.

94° today. Should be cooler tomorrow.

Tuesday sunset.

Quite a sky this afternoon.

My first dahlia!

Found art. (Everyone has their own key.)

Good morning!!

Goodbye Saturday.

Nice sunset.

Sunday afternoon.