- - Thank you, barn. Thank you, dark. Thank you, ragged edge of moon. And silhouettes of trees,    oh I thank you too. Thank you, mo...

- - Excuse my wandering. How can one be orderly with this? It's like counting leaves in a garden.   ~ Rumi The keenest moment is not ...

- - Where have your feet been? I heard this week that through cell phones, our comings and goings are trackable, and predictable. We tend t...