BurningbirdDuring my recent walks in my favorite enchanted forest, I’ve noticed that every day there are fewer lightning bugs, and more well-fed robins. As quickly as nature creates magic, it erases it. Ah, but I’ve fooled that old, contrary lady because her work continues to live in my memory and in my writing. Well, I […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I’m moving on from current discussions, but to what I’m not sure. I don’t regret yesterday’s anger, but I do regret the circumstances behind it because though the anger is gone, the circumstances remain. So many stories in the naked city. “There are eight million stories in the naked city.” […]
When Chris Locke sent around an email containing the photograph and words found in this post, I wrote an email in reply: I am probably getting old, and losing whatever I once had of any delicate sensibilities, but I can’t help thinking that dreams are wonderful when walking quietly by yourself in the woods; keeping you […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Though at this time I’m running WordPress 1.02 on my main weblog, and hadn’t planned on adding more hacks until moving to 1.2, I did hear your calls– like the far off sad sighs of birds hidden among the dense growth of the forests I walk: We need comment preview! […]
Woo, boys and girls, but I’m a hot property today. Not only do I have an invite from Ev to attend a Blogger party with several thousand of his closest friends, but I also received a geniune, semi-personal, group email from Tim O’Reilly–yessir the O’Reilly man himself–to attend none other than Web Conference 2.0 this […]