spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
within winter’s sigha murmur rises on the windsparkles glint off the edgesof a million snowflakes,compressed and wind blownagainst the base of birch orwithin a field’s hollow the murmur becomes a humand a snowshoe hare lifts up,whiskers twitchingears on high alertthe hum, in turn, sheds… Continue Reading “One Last Howl”
Hello my friends, so far I’m having a nice winter. Nothing too crazy, not too cold, not too wet, just peaceful. I am content. I spend a fair amount of time watching the wildlife and just nature in general. It is often my source… Continue Reading “January Visitors”
Hey ho! Pull to port, pull to port!Hey ho! We’re on our way home!Hey ho! Turn starboard, turn starboard!Hey ho! Our journey’s soon done! The hold’s filled with fishAnd the jerky’s near goneBrody’s got scurvy andThen we lost poor Ol’ TomTo a wrist wrap’t… Continue Reading “Returning From Orca Bay”
It’s been winter cold, though not extremely so, which means shorter jaunts outside… particularly when the wind is blowing. A quick walk down the beach to shoot a few photos, face/hands/legs numb, but it was worth it! Stay warm! tara caribou | ©2023 all… Continue Reading “Icy Cold”
I’m still learning how to use my new-ish camera. I haven’t taken a lot of opportunities to practice but when I do, it’s worth it. I hope you enjoy a little sample. I used no filters. I hope you enjoyed these! Have a great… Continue Reading “Early Winter Photos”
I’m playing around with my new camera when I have a few minutes here and there. While I have a ton of stuff to learn with all the settings, I’m enjoying the experience with a lot more failures than successes at the moment. Here… Continue Reading “Learning my new camera”
a leaf, red, lifts, stirs my imaginationautumn winds dance, then growing, railbitter and without boundarysomething prickles my cheekthe icy breath of winter waitslooking east, the sun hesitatesI smile, wrap my scarf tightera mere pause before the storm tara caribou | ©2022 all photos by… Continue Reading “A Mere Pause”
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
Apologies for my apologies
Poetry by Charles Joseph
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
Writer and Artist
a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
Poetry, Photography, and Thoughts
The Lies in the Skies Exposed
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