All Posts By: Byron McCoy
MOUNTAINS AND SEA
“Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.”—John Muir _____ They walked the Ocean Trail in day and view of mountains and the sea. Hills shone parched, a dried, cured green with spindled grasses of flaxen tan that sustained—dormant and surviving; turning int to themselves and […]
3/16/25: DAY AWAY
There is a bag beside me filled with seeds and potatoes for tomorrow. For the most part, my early efforts didn’t work—and so I try again. The onions are beginning to break through from bulbs, hollow green shoots through the worked clay loam. They are far from uniform, or complete from breaking, but […]
BEDTIME
“One more hug!” my son says in laughs as he wraps his arms around my waist drawing, squeezing, tightening as strongly as he can hold. He laughs the louder. “I’m not letting go!” he squeals in the giggles high in spirit and energy even as bedtime has arrived and we seek to tone it […]