The Raptor lifts. It’s claws out. And it’s eyes down. Always on the hunt. Forever moving with the landscape and rising above the trees. Rising above the noise. The wind whips. The clouds separate. And then they focus tiny tunnels of light on slimmer pieces … Read More →
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Chasing What Remains
It is an acerbic expressway, hardened by time and fluid to the touch, yet built through the prism of a window to another era. Egalitarian in construction, its rambling mass flows from one hillside-avenue to another, clasping hands with the countryside as it sways from … Read More →
Rippling Asphalt
The tarmac is somewhere between damp and desperate as she dances away. Instinctively I start to fight it, maybe even fear it, but she doesn’t care. She doesn’t need me. She’s all grown up. Free. Able to feel and emote and move. Blipping the throttle, … Read More →
Cambria Clouds
The cloud cover hovers over the edge of the known world. Lonely lines intersecting as they unfold in big billows of damp whiteness. A cool chill runs across the face. You feel the warmth evaporate. You see it disappear. You wonder to yourself if you … Read More →
Lucid Revolutions
It’s a vibrant day in-between fall storms when I find myself standing before a saturated ocean and it’s hard charging sea. Beyond me lies one long ruffled sheet of blueness. The crisp squalls mercilessly battering the shoreline over and over. With force. And power. And … Read More →
The Vivid Vista
There’s a shake… And a shutter… And the slightest side to side maneuver… The engine hums, its bangs, it butts its head up against the limit… A sense of excitement and purpose and pure joy flows… The kind of overt outpouring that makes one take … Read More →
Hills
…And it’s banging… Corner by corner, turn by turn, the bend of the asphalt and the rise of the road. The way your heartbeat races. That feeling of floating. The movement in the sky. The movement among the lines as you glide from edge to … Read More →