Category Archives: Urban Environment

Minding A Stuck Turtle

Nature is our always companion and source. Even when not paying explicit attention, she has a way of reminding you of the drama you are drawn from. The stuck turtle is a predicament you cannot turn from. Continue reading

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Gifts

when you look up in the woods at that exact moment that two cardinals join in a kiss. Continue reading

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Woodpecker

There I was, glasses in hand, stumbling on, a joyless morass leaking out in salty tears, Resilience frayed into tattered fringes of despair. Even the sunlight’s dance in the trees could not gladden this labyrinth of loud loneliness. But the path … Continue reading

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Refuge

In the mud flats by the lake,
I cannot turn
from the hawk holding up the sky,
The eagle’s flight through dazzling, tumbling planes,
the quiet mysteries of birds and turtles. Continue reading

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Union Market Utensils

How wantonly cruel we are for lifestyle consumptions that provide the convenience and pleasure that last all of a second. Continue reading

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The Market Under the Highway

A vibrant farmer’s market sprouts up every weekend in an improbable location–underneath an elevated, 6-lane highway that snakes right through the heart of Baltimore.  The culture and people of this market also, improbably, defy the billion-dollar, corporate-market structures that define our … Continue reading

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Suburban Sunset

The evening rays have lit up swollen, mid-summer clouds –our sky peaks– in translucent pink. A fleeting consolation for those whose inspiration comes from mountains, here in the swampy suburbs where the short horizon is shrouded in shrubbery. Pitched granitic … Continue reading

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