9/22 (imperceptible threads)

All is still.  Then you hear the breeze.  You hear it before you see it, and it's felt before it's seen.  Somewhere in the distance, in the treetops back behind you. Moments later, off to the side and up the trail, you notice the smallest of branches and leaves in the thinnest of saplings begin... Continue Reading →

Salt Creek Prairie 8:15/60°/Wind-East

Sitting still in the middle of the field.  One tree South of me making a racket, letting the world know that there's a breeze blowing.  A million leaves flapping in unison.  The grasses and flowers are going to seed, covered in dew, sparkling and billowing.  What few clouds move quickly along and the sun shines... Continue Reading →

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