Month: February 2009
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the Artist and His accompanist
Stars twinkle from horizon to horizon, hidden only by the cactus-dotted cliff that wraps protectively around us. My gaze slides down the rocky beach from the cliff, past our kayaks, tents and camp kitchen, and settles where the waves lap gently at the shore, bioluminescence mingling with reflected stars as each peaceful swell tumbles onto the stones. What a rare treasure to watch the Master Artist at work all day in the desert flora and life-laden sea, to hear the heavens silently declare His praises at night, and to marvel at each uniquely intricate sunrise He paints to welcome the arrival of each fresh day…
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a grain of rice
We’ve seen “Junior” for the first time. The tech said s/he was the size of a grain of rice, 5.5 millimeters. But the heart made the grain of rice shimmer…
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a water-filled week on the Sea of Cortez
We paddled only half as far as Ginni’d hoped – only to “Bird Poop Island”, covered with white, as one would expect, and emitting frequent chirps and squawks in the predawn light. Bioluminescence that has swarmed around our paddle strokes faded by the time we reached the island. Even fish gliding in the deep had been visible in the still black waters. The sky was beginning to lighten as we turned tail to it and began our return trip. On the mountains in front of us, shadows began to appear. Periodic glances over our shoulders revealed a mellowly beautiful sunrise sporting peach-colored wisps of clouds scattered on a deep blue pallet that lightened toward the horizon…
Cleverly Disguised 