Sandhill Crane Migration

Sandhill cranes are, in my opinion, the most beautiful birds. Every year in the spring and fall they migrate through Nebraska and spend several weeks along the Platte River. I wish I could be in Nebraska right now to watch them.

Here is an article about the annual migration.
And here is a video of the cranes dancing:

A Visit to the West Coast

I spent some time in San Francisco recently. The trip is one of several reasons why I haven't posted anything new recently. Now that I am back I am trying to catch up on things that I missed so right now I'm just going to post a few of my pictures. It has been a long time since I've been to the west coast and I was surprised at how much it feels like a different world than the east. It was a refreshing break from the rushed life of New York City.

Two, Three

By Rae Armantrout

Sad, fat boy in pirate hat.
Long, old, dented,
copper-colored Ford.

How many traits
must a thing have
in order to be singular?

(Echo persuades us
everything we say
has been said at least once
before.)

Two plump, bald men
in gray tee-shirts
and tan shorts

are walking a small bulldog –
followed by the eyes
of an invisible third person.

The Trinity was born
from what we know
of the bitter

symbiosis of couples.
Can we reduce echo’s sadness
by synchronizing our speeches?

Is it the beginning or end
of real love
when we pity a person

because, in him,
we see ourselves?

A Radio Legend Died Today

Paul Harvey 1918-2009

"I'm just a professional parade watcher who can't wait to get to the curbside."

Snow Day in NYC

An Audio Postcard

An audio view of Columbus Park, Manhattan.

Chinese Chess.