Winter Walk on the Shore

Crown Beach in Winter

Soulful

 People sightings
are rare

Uh-oh
here they come

 They are like
storm troopers

Bunch of honking porkers
they used to be rare
now they cover the earth
with droppings

At least they don't
seem to poop
on the wing

There they go










Around to Crab Cove

My usual avian

haunts

'twas in December when days are short

Spaces familiar

 a sparse

wintry feeling

Into town

Watch out

they'll soon be

a taco truck on every corner

 Image capture

the medium is

the massage

 The festive time of year

a bus stop bistro

Human activity on hold

through a glass darkly

 

Rambling around

the closed-down town

 A motorcycle awaits

Time to

get on my pony

and ride

December 2016

X O NOIR

Give it Up for Lent

No light escapes

Because

 Black and White

Matters

RAY

Le Flaneur

Aftermath:

Five days later

still there,

Represent!

March 2017

Big Canna Biz

April 2017

Signs of Spring in Berkeley

Quantifying the Zeitgeist

Everyday Yantras

Rocking

 horse race

Classic wooden

nativity scene



There so long

it's got to call it home

 It's a lofty

part of town

Terra's Temple

I think it's a

odd day school

Welcoming doors

An animistic

curriculum but

Hogwart's it's not

Love Never Faileth

Not too much

These days I spend

a lot of time at home

Hours of fascination

in front of my

dreamachine

Eventually

I am

illuminated

Watch out ""alt-right"

we got your number

Drive-by

house on Ashby

au printemps

Mary Magdalene

at her North Berkeley church

where I encountered her

miraculous

legbone relic once

January - March 2017