Liminal

Winter comes in many ways, sometimes at the height of summer. This photo was taken at Waldameer Amusement Park, Erie PA, August 2010.  I was struck by the similarities between the old woman and the tree: their wizened appearance and apparent age, their immobility, their confinement within a man-made artifice to protect them.  I was … Continue reading

Gleaning

The last bees of summer gather what’s left of the nectar and pollen on lettuce flowers. I should be so diligent. There’s parsley, sage, thymes and chives still here to be harvested. A whole stand of celery I could not manage to eat. Seven different kinds of mint and two beds of lettuce also wait … Continue reading