Calvert Cliffs near Patuxent River, Maryland. While boats swing restlessly in tidal streams. I measure all of my daybreaks at home Against the Chesapeake mornings I have known, Anchored in the stillness of emerging light, Waiting for dawn to open my shadowed eyes. Moaning in the roadside telephone wires. And I know that it is the same wind that Frolics far away in drum-tight rigging.
Nothing hides from the gaze of true explorers.
But, seeing is retrieving riches from your own backyard. Always work hard to make short journeys reap large rewards from small worlds. The Virtual Kite Zoo More to come, make a return visit with the summer solstice.