Falling with grace

There is an art, they say, to falling. Turn one’s face to the side. Stay loose, arms and legs bent, body relaxed. It is an art I am yet to master, falling more likely face first, catapulting headlong, fearing to miss one tiny step in this affair of love. For that’s what it is. Drawn … More Falling with grace

Night Game

Silent predators of the night world, Barn Owls roost in hidden, quiet places during the day, hunting by night in open fields and meadows. NIGHT GAME It’s after midnight and the moon is in the sky. Listen to the wind, or is it the great owl’s cry? Silent is his shadow as he sets his … More Night Game

“Do you never doubt?

For just one minute? I wouldn’t blame you.” “No. And, before you ask, I don’t doubt that the sun will rise in the east, either.” From Downton Abbey discussion between Lord Granthams’s valet, Bates, and head housemaid, Anna. *  *  * Sunrise over Niantic Bay, photo by Jan Logozzo © 2015