Day Twenty-Four

Quarter Moon.
Found this plastic spoon stuck into the moss between the stones of a rock wall. Nearby was an ice cream carton full of rainwater.

Day Twenty-Three

There was a brief moment without rain today. Still, the streets were slick, and everything was covered with water. Portland looked like it just emerged from the bottom of a lake. This spiky little creature was under the tree it fell from--amidst fallen leaves and greenery thrown by yesterday's storm.

Day Twenty-Two

As with any practice, there are days that you just don’t make it. It is hard not feel guilty about that, but this is what the world looks like outside my window. Today is a day for staying indoors.

Day Twenty-One

A fallen rose petal in a brief sunbreak on a rainy November day.

Day Twenty

Ginko leaf by night

Day Nineteen

Walked up Thurman today, 4 1/2 miles--2 1/4 up, 2 1/4 back. This pink ribbon tied to a fern was somewhere near mile 1 1/2 from the gate. I'm pretty sure it was signifying that the plant was to be removed, which made me doubly pleased to have found it, and be taking it away with me.

Day Eighteen

Fall seems to be bleeding towards winter now. I found this rainbeaten leaf on the pavement on the Springwater Corridor today, its skeletal structure slowly exposing itself to the elements, its color fading to a softly muted brown.