Thursday, September 26, 2013

In Plain Sight

Dilapidated old picnic table across the street from my office. That's where I take my breaks. Turkeys sometimes wander through the green space behind it that overlooks the interstate. Today the wind is dislodging shards of sun from the trees around my little refuge.

much peace,
tjb

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Catfish Spot at Twilight

fragrant evening weeds
encroaching clouds are mirrored
in the cool deep lake

Monday, September 23, 2013

Churchy?

The boys and I spent most of Sunday at the Our Lady of Lourdes Fall Festival. The boys ran around and played with their friends for seven hours, and I consorted with my betters from the parish. I always feel a little sheepishly disingenuous hanging with all the good Catholic folk, since I am not at all religious. They are absolutely solid and wonderful people,who have been better to me and my family than I can ever deserve, and I count many of them among my close friends. They are good to tolerate this poor sinner and his unbelief. I hope I have opportunity to pay forward some of the good will and grace they've shown me.

Much peace,
tjb

Friday, September 20, 2013

Upon Waking

Up at dawn to see a big bright harvest moon descending between two trees in the west. My reconstructed right leg aches in the early chill, and I must spend another long day indoors; but Max and Will, and an evening of Frisbee and friends, lie in expectant wait beyond the trees and stately moon.
much peace,
tjb