In the Clouds

Mount Fremont Trail, Mount Rainier National Park

Sunny blue skies. And then THEY start coming. Traversing the trail. Heading straight to the TOP. I am swept IN IT. Holding on my own. Getting to the TOP. ALL is white, indefinite, moving. And I stand there. Watching !!!

Sculptures in the Air

Hawai’i aka Big Island

Hawai’i clouds. Always THERE. With contagious energy. Hiking companionship. So close I can touch them. If I stretch my hand.

With the Clouds

Hawai’i aka Big Island

Master shape-shifters. The sky is their stage. I am watching. Holding on to the clouds never to return.

Beaming through the Forest

Fells Reservation, Massachusetts

The Sun beams through the Forest. Touching the Branches. Making the Forest shine.

The Hurricane has passed by

Laupahoehoe Point Park, Hawai’i aka Big Island

The waves are its messengers. Reaching the coast. Lifting itself up. Crushing in an uproar. To whiteness. And then comes the next. I watch and listen. Wave drops are in the air. Touching me.

With the Ocean

Hawai’i aka Big Island

I am THERE. With the Ocean. Seeing the BIG Picture.

Where IT all began

Loowit aka Mount St. Helens

33 years AFTER. Reshaping OUTSIDE from the INSIDE. In a catastrophic eruption. All over again.

Playing with Mirrors

Fells Reservation, Massachusetts

Playing hide-and-seek with Mirrors. Blurring the boundaries between physical and ethereal. Which is REAL?

How do you do it?

Kauai

I know. But now that you ask, I DON'T.

Planting IT Over

Kauai

Sculpting while Growing. Plants congregate. Interlacing each other. Weaving a tapestry. And spreading IT over.

Melting IT on Hot

Hawai’i Volcanoes National Park, Hawai'i aka Big Island

Lava sculpts IT on the MOVE. And then it STOPS. Remembering that MOMENT forever.