Wood ducks and kingfishers and little yellow goldfinches like leaves in a swamp and killdeers calling my name.

There is wonder to be found in the tiniest of feathers.

Contemplating my current path that is maybe just walking in a field.

Fairy slippers and Oregon Irises on Earth Day.

I need to make more zines.

Mystery solved - I am allergic to poison oak. In other news - I saw 50 different species of birds today.

Fast run. I’m so grateful for this body.

Went looking for tracks and found cougar tracks with turkey remnants in the forest with a friend. Took pics of flowers.I also saw a checker lily, and returned to the meadow but could not find it.

A run to energize the day led to tomatoes, peas, and lettuce planting. I ran into a friend and have a date for trillium tomorrow.

I saw the bebe.

Worked on a Hilbert quilt block (64 squares) today.

Building a bed, planting carrots, knitting, listening to books.

Elk, river otters, eagles, redwood sorrel, stream violets, and switchbacks at Cascade Head while thinking of the history of this sacred space.

To clear a bed, sometimes you need to cook some soup.

Contemplating music, composition, and yeet paths.

Planting and cleaning raised beds. Food is service.

The camas lilies are here!

Evening tea with a friend after a hard day

Running is a mediation of being alive.

Played with Hilbert + Fiber art ideas today.

I walked through the grossest water today to not let the end of the road be the end of the road.

Garden bed prep - planted the garlic.

Played with untouchable numbers, got seeds in for the garden, took time to appreciate the robins. Worried about my mom.

A day of sharing, learning, stretching, and reading.

A beautiful run with swifts, and osprey, and golden clouds.

A meditation today on an echoic embrace.

Decompressing today.

A walk of trilliums and more trilliums with lots of trilliums.

Last day of the recurse center - what is in the next chapter?

Finished my first sweater, ran in the wind and rain, watched the crows dance, and savored cherry blossom silhouettes

Spring is divine.

I listened to a tenor horn played in the park while sitting under a cherry tree blossoming.

Coding, writing, running, knitting, and reflecting today. Not seeing anything in my mind is like the silence my ear is incapable of.

Fawn lilies are in bloom! Trillium is in bloom and my forest is disappearing for constructions. How many years do these trillium have?

Bluebirds came house shopping today. They do this every year. So far no takers.

Hark! The orange-crowned warblers are here! Wilber came by to say hi too.

Happy Naw Ruz!!! First day of Spring (new year).

A towhee visited this morning, and the garden yielded kale for soup. I saw my first trillium of the year!!! Happy Naw Ruz! It is Spring!

A very sleepy day - played with shapes, banjo and birds.

What would a mathematical manifold personality test look like?

Played swallow-tail jig, cluck hen, chinquapin hunting, and other on my banjo tonight for my sick mom.

The fawn lilies are gathering on the forest floor. They whisper of spring.

An integrade flicker has been visiting. I was tired with the eclipse last night.

More Voronoi, a meditative run, and reflection

Played with voronoi during the day.

Great white fawn lilies are coming - I know it!

Robins bathing in puddles with junco’s at their side. A day full of code, but lots of fun.

A beautiful and meditative run, a budgie on a banjo, and espresso on ice. Little Anna’s Hummingbirds were sentries along the path - all on guard and ready for drama.

Listening to stories and cleaning today.

Cedar waxwings, tree swallows, and a sunny day - the half moon observing.

I awoke to swamp sparrows in the backyard!! The moon was radiant as the trees touched the last light.

A chorus of pine siskins spoke of migration in the backyard. Lefty the crow came to say hi.

A golden-crowned kinglet stopped by and said hi to my sister and I.

Venus spoke of ancient lullabies on my evening walk.

A day of doodles, knitting, and trying to stay awake.

A run among waterfalls - oh the joy of feeling my feet kiss the ground as the canyon drip line guides my way.

Planets are aligned.

I came upon a columns of robins playing in trees getting strangled with English ivy. Some people seek columns of butterflies, but I just found a forest of red-breasted - too-big for the leaves - acrobatics with hundreds of laughing, dancing robins. All while hearing a greater yellow-legs down in the area of the creek.

Thinking garden thoughts - what to grow this year?

Saw a morning rainbow on my run as the sun rose - just beautiful. The path grabbed the light after the storms.

Walking in the gaps of clouds.

After listening to a RadioLab and previously drawing indigo buntings with their star-guided migration I now ponder what they see - is it even color? The north and south poles as a visual beacon - I am in awe.

Contemplating the best font for running t-shirts, thinking about a robin that said hi, and savoring the look a crow gave me.

Running, boardgames, creative coding, and knitting today. No deep thoughts.

Coffee, then coffee, then knit, then run, then knit and family. A beautiful day.

A run in the mud was paced with music, decorated with eagles, and had echos of creative algorithms from previous hours embedded in my strides.

Chestnut chickadees sneak in and out of the grapes while hands of rummy are played.

Contemplating what it means to code, to write, to create in the age of AI today so that the flawed human creation is still seen - untainted.

Overwhelming gratitude for a run in the rain.

played games and organized

Great horned owls duet as the planets manifest.

Little junco footprints and golden-crowned kinglets jumping in melted tree skirts. Generative art forming in the ice with nature’s code.

Heads down, but crows said hello. Contemplated words and poetry.

Two Red-tailed hawks soared overhead, the flickers “pew-pew’d,” and I think I hear a robin giggle.

When the sun is setting and the moon is full and rising, your shadow tells you where to look.

Cooked lentil soup, knitted, and watched the robins at the cemetery conversing with their friends. Wilber (the cooper’s) teased the budgies today.

A run through the mud and fields, then I sat and watched 5 bald eagles. Stitches were knit, a book was read, rummy was played.

Played the piano and wrote a song. Walked after sunset and took the moon’s radiance into my being.

A misty moon, purple clouds, and a little junco joined in parallel play today.

Snowflakes, fast moving clouds, and moments with the sun.

A day of beautiful transition.

The day was gone, so I went out to talk to the moon and the winter trees.

A day of math-ffirmations. Pondering equations of life.

To run the oaks in a city park is splendid.

The even and odd shadows that are cast on us - define the light.

Mathy thoughts of recursive subtraction and sums.

Thinking of music in 7/4 today - I need to write it down.

I woke up to 6 bluebirds at dawn and saw two snipes at dusk. I am grateful for the sun along the Willamette River.

A beautiful day, a mindful meditation, and an intimate conversation with a crow.

The intensity of some looks...

A friend reaches wide for a hug.

A hyperfocused day, but a nice walk in the sunshine.

Bushtits everywhere! The sun beckons me earlier each morn.

The moon has been beneath my feet for the past few days. I want a glimpse.

A friend reached for Saturn.

I find myself being molded by what I chose to note and observe.

I watched sea-foam skate, rocks make comet trails in waves, and oystercatchers dodged a wave.

Some trees remind you of how young you are.

I took a moment to stop thinking and just knit with a soft wool green yarn.

Walking meditation - 8 steps as I breathe in and 7 as I breathe out - this must be my polyrhythm.

A misty day - in many ways.

A reflecting day.

I watched fluffy robins bathe vigorously in the birdbath.

A walk with a friend, a finished hat, existence contemplated.

A thought today: What is it to hold the geometry of self? What are your faces, vertices, edges? Your Chirality?

A walk in the fields at night was just delightful. The birds, Jupiter, the waxing moon, and cackling geese filled my soul.

Oh my crows - I am grateful you are here with me.

Robins bring me to a present moment.

Puddles reflect forest by my muddy feet. A moment of awe.

The sun is out! Went for a walk where the river overflowing takes the trail and the kingfisher calls.

The wonders we find on walks:

Reading and knitting all day.

Tea, code, reading, and a walk. Over 18 goldfinches together - such communal bathers. I saw the moon! Finally the clouds opened enough.

A foggy day - mentally and physically.

I didn't realize turkeys go door-to-door.

A swollen river brought the end of so many paths to me. A point of reflection and birdwatching while retracing my steps - A walk of capillaries.

A long stretch and time for doodles.

Oh moss - you amaze me - a world within a world.

A day of sorting books and decluttering while it drizzles. Yellow-rumped warblers chase each other and the wind nudges for attention every now and then.

I saw 8 northern harriers hunting together - what a sight! Also - lot's of northern shoveler tails.

Games of Splendor, drive-by birding, and a walk in the sunshine with my mom by a lake.

Rainy walk + pumpkin soup + mint tea - a simple day

I saw a light in the forest. Practicing contentment today.

Sometimes I feel like I live in a painting.

My red oak friend's arms hold a habitat of moss an ferns that greet me on my walk with soggy shoes. I glimpsed the blue sky for a moment today.