Tag: movement

Yesterday’s tracks are etched and recorded in the yard’s icy layer of snow.  Knowing how they were made, I can see ...

The fact that the weather was going to change was no secret.  Everyone was talking about it.  Any media that one might ...

The natural light of the day had given way to darkness. Standing at the front doors of the apartment building ...

The evening sky and construction crane lights fought with each other through the palm. The scene was natural and manmade, ...

On the window shelf in the apartment sits a Buddha.  In the Buddha’s best tradition, the image reminds me of the ...

One memory of my father pops up occasionally.  My father believed I enjoyed a particular fruit.  My reality is that I have ...

I stepped onto the escalator and found myself in a classroom.  Life was teaching, and I was listening with nothing to ...

I walked through the store on a singular quest, jareesh.  With the shipping disruptions over the past few years, broken wheat ...

There is a quiet stillness in the morning that I have come to associate with the Emirates.  Being up just before ...

The day had been overcast, grey, and humid.  One knew it was not going to rain, even as one was left ...