Tag: Transition

  • September Poems

    September Poems

    Boathouse Bonfire, September 27, 2014 (Source: Geo Davis) If September poems sound overly sentimental to you or if you’re inclined to a grittier observance of the almost-upon-us Autumn Equinox, I’ve got you covered. Soon. Stay tuned. But if you’re comfortable lingering briefly — and these poems are, if nothing else, brief — in the seasonality…

  • Teeter-Tottering

    Teeter-Tottering

    To borrow a turn of phrase from Shaye Elliott, “I’m teeter tottering between” being fully present in Essex and departing for Santa Fe, betwixt summer’s curtain call and autumn’s debut, between and betwixt scores of less-than-precisely delineated transitions.

  • Undocking

    Undocking

    Once upon a time undocking referred to a boat pulling away from a dock, a ship disembarking from a pier. At Rosslyn we also use the term to describe the annual autumn removal of docks (and boat lift) from Lake Champlain once the boats have been hauled and we begin to prepare for the North…

  • Predawn

    Predawn

    Today, predawn, shortly after 5:00 AM, low 40°s, crystal clear. Distant crows, further distant rooster, bats above, swooping, pinging, chimes chiming beneath the cedar,… We’re on the cusp of a perennially bittersweet transition. One among many. A seasonal migration mid a monsoon of transitions. Such flux. Such disconcert. Unsettled and evolving. If you’re curious, comfortable…

  • Hammock Huddle Haiku

    Hammock Huddle Haiku

    Hankering for a hammock huddle this morning, so I’ll I revisit the photograph I shared on June 6 depicting a herd of hammocks near the orchard. Yes, the color is a little over juiced. And the shadows are dark almost to the point of feeling ominous. Or cozy? But this moment beckons this morning given…

  • Transitions

    Transitions

    Transitions. Flux. Liminality. Interstices. Inflection. Evolving. To remain nimble amidst unpredictability and unforeseen challenges, optimistic astride setbacks and failures, innovative and creative under duress. And to navigate gratefully and passionately at all times. From carpentry fiasco (boathouse gangway) to carpentry triumph (house deck), from summer to autumn (bittersweet seasonality), from hale and hardy to COVID…