dream walkings

2007 Puget sound

On the face of it nature seems wholly unaffected, or perturbed by our minuscule existence. As it should be. But the arrogance of man, or at least it seems so, has bent even the knee of the great Mother herself. Like termites that eat away at the last tree in the forest, we do not seem to understand this is the final supper.

I am finding this country more specifically unbearable in its actions. In my naiveté I once saw the ocean, the big sky, the unknowable wilderness to be all powerful against our insignificant existence. Now it seems to be just the opposite – or is it?! I wish I knew.

I see the stormy grey waves of the Sound, the fingers of the island reach out to it. The clouds gather ever closer and it all has the feel of the helpless child. I feel this way myself sometimes when I think about my country. The deception is so complete I would hardly know where to start.

The sky is becoming more dramatic now with the gathering dusk. Who knew there were so many shades of grey? In nature at least – they are however beautiful.