Wednesday, August 20, 2025

Laurelwood Arboretum August 20, 2025

summer sizzle

The moment the door opens 

I hear the sizzle sound of summer 

Unseen cicadas seeking sex 

Rising in pitch with the heat of the day 


On our walk we pass a young child 

Asking what is that noise I hear 

The same question I asked long ago 

But summer is not the same now 


The heat waves are hotter and longer 

The ozone and particulates and wildfire smoke 

Make the air unhealthy to breathe 

And flash floods punctuate the droughts 


Humans have adapted to tropical heat

And arctic subzero existence

So the extreme weather events of today 

Will not of themselves do us in


But if you work outside as I did

You know what it’s like

Or if you don’t have air conditioning

It can be literally life threatening


It doesn’t have to be this way 

If sustainability mattered most 

But the capitalists aren’t giving up fossil fuel profits

And everyone knows where it's going 


Even those who deny why

As conditions keep getting worse 

You're on your own in survival mode

Until people and the planet come first

Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Skylands NJBG August 19, 2025

Monday, August 18, 2025

Celery Farm August 18, 2025

Sunday, August 17, 2025

Celery Farm August 17, 2025

Friday, August 15, 2025

visitors

There are no traffic lights in Lubec

Or anyplace else for miles around 

Along the Down East Maine coast 

Where we escape from the August heat 


On occasion someone will wave 

As we drive past them in their yard 

And I will wave back greeting them 

Acknowledging their presence 


The roads follow the contour of the land

Up and down and around repeating 

In no rush to get anywhere 

Riding along with no other car in sight 


Stopping at a trailhead destination 

We might be the only ones there

Pausing to take in our surroundings 

In the quiet absence of machine noise 


Hiking breathing in balsam fir air

Marveling at the lush ground cover 

Viewing the ocean waves from atop the bluffs 

Massage the shore as the tide rises and falls


Visitors in an undisturbed natural place 

Where the forest occupies almost completely 

Where the retreating glacier recently left behind 

A jumble of multicolored beach rocks rolled round 


Where the Passamaquoddy still live 

In what remains of their ancestral lands

Spanning the arbitrary international border 

Keeping their language and traditions alive 

 

Thursday, August 14, 2025

Seacoast Greenway Rail Trail August 14, 2025