saw the total lunar eclipse. the moon was still there, you just couldnt see it.

"...burn like roman candles against the night"

Dear Savannah,
Maybe the best part of traveling is the enjoyment of coming home. Not home to a town or building, but something else. Something other.
You seemed to understand. Willingly you offered up photos, souvenirs, and memories....
but you gave them over to be taken away, knowing that we would take them back to some other place. Home.

Back to the shower with the correct water pressure. Back to the clean sheets your wife just put on the bed. Back to the dog hair on your white shirt.

Chin up. We'll always have Abercorn.

summer listening

What is home?

for whatever we lose like a you or a me

it's always ourselves we find in the sea



e.e. cummings

Tower of Siloam falls killing 18.
What did the tower look like? Were the 18 people inside the tower or did it literally fall on them?
Why do we build things up instead of down?

St. Pats
Up
C. Park

Capers Island, SC

St. Luke

1360-64

attributed to Master Theodoric

Prague

Paint & Gold on Panel

Dear Ndugu,
Dad says air-conditioning ruined Americans.
He says people used to sit outside and have conversations and watch the corn grow.

at 10pm the trees are alarming. the cicada vibrations rattle my teeth. crickets keep time and eliminate any possibility of silence.
somehow this sound makes me resent air conditioning.
i remember trying to sleep on top of sheets inches from a box fan precariously placed on a chair. all three windows open, even the roar of the fan could not drown out the sound rushing down from the oak trees.
it was possible to feel miserable and wonderful at the same moment.