Local Color

So startled by red towers
like exclamation marks
cresting the hill that I blurted
"What the heck are those?"
Closer, I answered myself,
"Just stacked plastic crates."
But so much more than just:
exclaiming sky, clouds, bushes,
dry grass, bluebirds,
so many bluebirds
wheeling in
perching, staring
zipping to ground
then back up --
blurred dashes
ellipses
virgules
before twilight.

Familiarity Does *Not* (Always) Breed Contempt

Lake Cheston, for instance.

Love By Any Name

Polytunnel, polyhouse, high tunnel, hoop greenhouse, cold-frame greenhouse, season extension greenhouse, hoophouse, or hoop house -- call it what you will: I love the one built by the College Farm Manager and her crew.

I mean, I love it.

Witness the magic: plastic, metal, wood, light, sky, melting snow.

Sewanee's Blue Period Is More Van Gogh than Picasso

Don't believe me? Just look.