There, then gone.

    Ephemera, 6:47-6:56am Friday 11.10.17 •three horses, stock still and staring at me, in Diamond Hitch turnout •a dozen quail beating it out of the bushes, “Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!” •bright white mares’-tails in a swivet above the Los Padres foothills •dew-diamonds hanging fire on the …
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    Colls

    It often begins well before sunrise, that dark time when I’m tempted to grab my headlamp but, in waning moonlight, end up trusting my feet to know the way to our meeting place: up walkway, over speed bump and curb, …
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    Kids to Spare

    I didn’t see it coming, the “F” I got at mid-term in my Toad Blog “class”–the one I designed and am taking as the only student this year. Oh, I’ve failed before, but this was a surprise because I was …
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