upar

this evening is cool and today has been brisk. yesterday was the longest of the year and today, the sky in nyc moved quick, gaining ground and pushing clouds that had expelled their rains over and into the atlantic ocean, to seamlessly blend with the sea as if these pillows of sky cotton were meant to be woven with the tides...

today, upar in many senses of the word is where i'm off to roam. the mountains of ages, although young, beckon me to their trails of shale and routes of high pass reeds...

the cameras that i carry yearn to record present times through the eyes of many and the virgin vistas that will be captured lay still in time, merely like the whispers of the winds that flow through the deodars...

rain and wind hug the earth and make it fertile. earth is but ground to rest and sow. water replenishes the spirit.

"after a night in a tent on a mountain with poppa and davey."

"poppa and davey exploring the lands."

last weekend, ny state.

love and health to all...