Abandoned
Grey and withering
Under a hot blue sky
Grey and withering
Under a hot blue sky
First glass
Now wood
And the grass grows high
Tag: photography
Dubh Linn Gate Après
The Guinness is expensive
But the house lager is not
The bar maids all pretty
In pleated skirts and knee socks
But the house lager is not
The bar maids all pretty
In pleated skirts and knee socks
I come for my friends
For the best band in the town
For the wood and the charm
The best Après around
A hard day, even for a stone face
Damn seagulls…
Tantalus and Cheakamus
Whistler is something of a second home to me, which is great. The resort provides all kinds of wonderful activities. Skiing, of course, and mountain biking. But also, swimming, canoeing, hiking, snow shoeing. Having a pint or four at the Dubh Linn Gate pub while Ruckus Deluxe takes the stage.
Wide Open Spaces
I love these wide open spaces
With their sparse grasses
And iron red soil
With their sparse grasses
And iron red soil
I love a sky
Unobstructed
Cloud-filled and a little ornery
Three goblin sisters astride a camel
“Ugh! This thing stinks!” lamented the youngest.
“It’s shaking me to bits!” the middle sister garbled, her tongue flapping against her lips.
“Quit your complaining!” croaked the eldest. “Would you two malcontents rather walk in this foul heat?”
Rock and River
We’ve tamed the river
Far below
A dam built down a ways
Far below
A dam built down a ways
The Colorado
Takes a pause
Between a hundred million days
Walking on which World?
Nature’s patterns
Repeat
In scale
And context
A Martian landscape?
Or an Earthly detail?
We leave our mark on things
We leave our mark on things
Our names
A symbol
A statement
Of politics
Or preference
Of love
Or hatred
Or indifference
Or ignorance
Our names
A symbol
A statement
Of politics
Or preference
Of love
Or hatred
Or indifference
Or ignorance
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