DONREARDEN

one is not enough for this planet we call home we can do better

ghost ride after the first scratches, dings dirt and rust when you can pedal hard, and at the last moment jump free kick your feet and...

Tiring don’t tread on me tired worn thin blown out punctured and out of balance tired slick, slow leak low pressure I am rubber on...

[Iliamna Lake Monster art by my sister Beth Hill] Monster Mine at the mining protest, the boy who protests everything from bedtime to...

you, Sir, have destroyed both the office and the word the origin is Latin, not that you care, or if someone told you, I’m sure you’d...

[Dolce our mini-Aussie, snowdog, not show dog!] Dog People we spent millennia taming wolves selecting for gentle demeanors soft features...

Shards and Chandeliers we amble down the dirt road in the morning sun, her little feet stomp on the thin ice covering clear puddles, the...

his first mountain bike gently used, but still awesome can we go ride, Dad?

April 14  Lincoln takes a bullet the same day the Titanic hits the iceberg Webster’s dictionary a day before Samuel Johnson published...

[Portage Glacier —April 2018] Arctic War(n/m)ing melting permafrost sinkholes open to reveal the past as future

[Saoirse, my fearless and brilliant little one, always teaching me.] Listen and Learn I swung her around to my back clasp my hands...

for five days a gray wolf slept curled at her grave the guide of her soul or a secret friend met berry picking the people mourned her...

exactly how a crystal ball reveals the future eludes me the present is inverted through a glass sphere there are theories of other worlds...

[The Following is a transcript of actual text messages intercepted by the NSA] Sasquatch: the fur-less beasts R @ it again! Yeti: OMG!...

the medicine rises water becomes a ghost from the rocks air becomes fire as a thousand snakes sing in unison spirits slip inside demons...

(Photo by my buddy, Alaskan photographer, Joe Yelverton) the snow tells stories here a snow shoe hare took his last jump the lynx left...

(Photo by my buddy, Alaskan photographer, Joe Yelverton) the snow tells stories here a snow shoe hare took his last jump the lynx left...

“Goodnight Moose” In the snowy forest there was a cabin and a red lantern and a window with — a girl looking out at a moose and there...

thinking of you I am stuck in traffic a line of cars ahead for miles all at a stand still peaceful snow fall, though radio on...

Death By Social Media 5.0 @Amerika4eva retweeted him his post grew in popularity he liked her profile photo a jalapeño in the comments...