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1990 - My Good Friend Edgardo and Me408 viewsAt King Kong Ridge with my jeep.

Edgardo, visiting from Italy, had an aneurism a few months later, and died, at the age of 27.
1991 - David At Home519 viewsAt King Kong Ridge, a mile above the world.

Listening for the tiniest voices from around the planet.
1992 - David on a Coral Reef in Turks & Caicos Islands470 viewsthere are many questions to be answered regarding the sex lives of Whale Sharks

do they swim faster and faster in ever diminishing circles

until they finally collide?

or do they nibble constantly at each other?

things I have to know
1996 - Longpath and Pola In My Old Oak Grove On King Kong Ridge466 viewsLongpath was black with yellow eyebrows, and her chest was white. She was the first born, right next to my bed. She lived for 10 years and one day, dying of a fast growing cancer.
Pola (Polar Path) was white and round, loved to play with rattlesnakes, and she died at age 6, of accumulated snake bites.
1996 - Visit of Ava and The Kids to King Kong Ridge444 viewsMy dogs Longpath, Pola (Polar Path!), and Sam ----and Ava & the kids. A picnic in my old oak grove.
2004 - Sunset On King Kong Ridge445 viewsLast days on the mountaintop.

there will be no time like this again

watching the last light of the last day

as a cold nose nuzzles my hand

and voices on the radio brought life to the night.
2009 - Camping By The Sea436 viewsGaviota Beach, California

To wish for a great love seems beyond belief

peace and tranquility seem easier to attain

winning the lottery possible

finding a pot of gold, maybe

passion's not hard, really

but love is the great chimera

laughing in my face

taunting me.

2009 Oct.- India With Miriam450 viewsA journey of love.

That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. We had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
2009 - June 17th561 viewsI want to die without anger

joy would be fine

no regrets

but no anger

all the things that didn't work out

I will let go

I will be like Jean Jacques Rousseau
and on my deathbed
ask to see the breasts of my mistress
one more time.

there's just one nugget in my craw

but I'm working on it
2009 - 3 days before my 65th birthday!568 viewsJune 17, 2009

“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
2010 - April Honeymoon478 viewsAt the lake.

I paint your toes
I massage your weary legs
I kiss your knees
I feel the smoothness of your flesh

your eyes are closed
your lips parted
you welcome me

............and I find your secret place

I am yours
I am a member of your family

I know everything about you
and I want to know more.
2011 - Our Home near Sitka600 views

An island off an island off an island near the primeval forest,
surrounded by green green, and the restless sea.
You and Me.

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