The last of fall
The past week autumn colours are falling to the ground, dead leaves sticking to the wet asphalt, leaving skeletal trees as black shadows against an overcast sky. From time to […]
The past week autumn colours are falling to the ground, dead leaves sticking to the wet asphalt, leaving skeletal trees as black shadows against an overcast sky. From time to […]
Soon dusk and dawn will embrace in gloomy twilight, it goes so quickly after the autumn equinox. The past weekend we escaped briefly to see the mountains tinted in fall […]
This is the first time after summer when I think it will be dark enough for us to have a chance to see her friendly face. Overcast, but still I […]
May is perfumed with memories, the bird cherry bloom takes me back to the days I left high school, of leaving youth and childhood behind, drunk on cheap wine and […]
This weekend spring felt close to summer but as other places transition into summer we are still early in spring. The woods are white and blue with anemones, but most […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis