It was a surprise to learn the park was closed giant wrought iron gates chained and padlocked shut in anticipation of strong winds and rain forecast for much later in the day.
Archive for the ‘Natural World’ Category
El cante de los loros salvajes en Los Jardines de Murillo (Wild parrots sing in the Murillo Gardens)
Posted in Birds, Dance, Spain on December 19, 2019 | Leave a Comment »
I look for you
Posted in Guanajuato, Poetry, Rain, Solitude on October 18, 2019 | Leave a Comment »
Te busco, soledad, en el paisaje donde habita en la sombra mi poesía. ———————————————————– I look for you, loneliness, in the landscape where my poetry lives in the shadow. -From Elogio a […]
Waking at Moonset
Posted in Guanajuato, Moon/moonlight on October 13, 2019 | 2 Comments »
Red orange orb glowing low a child’s ball rolled down the mountain stopped in the crevice of the other side before it could reach the only one here who could catch it, La Pípila.
The Felling of the Bard of Weeds
Posted in Natural World, Poetry, Protest on June 25, 2018 | 1 Comment »
What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet; Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet. -Gerard Manley Hopkins, Inversnaid (1881)
Releasing the Claim
Posted in Love, Owls, Raptors, Spain, Travel on March 24, 2018 | Leave a Comment »
We climbed narrow cobblestone spirals the fortress perched where hilltop meets sky overlooking the Guadalete River.