Endless Emerging Forms – Photos of Fog and Mist
I’ve long been drawn to photos of fog and mist. Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …
Author Archives: Deborah J. Brasket
“A Scattering of Rocks” — Zen in the Garden of Eden
Sometimes there’s no other way to capture a moment–a way of seeing or being in the world–than through poetry. So …
Writing – A Leap of Faith
Writing, or any creative endeavor, to some extent is a leap of faith and a huge personal risk. Faith that …
The Beauty of Blogging – A Tribute to Fellow Bloggers and Followers
I discovered a whole new beautiful world when I began blogging four months ago. Until then I’d only read “professional” …
Capturing the Night Sky
One of the things I love about blogging is discovering all the amazing talent out there. This is one of …
The Deer’s Scream, My Mother’s Eyes, and a Ripe Strawberry
The deer fleeing for its life turns to look at me with my mother’s eyes. Dark fierce eyes, bitter-bright, locking …
A Deer’s Scream – Beauty and Brutality at Home and in the Hills of Vietnam
The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came one night soon after we moved here. A scream of pure terror …
Sea Saga, Part IV – Ex-pats and Pirates in the Bay Islands of Honduras
“This is life in its most eloquent and elemental form—a life worth pursuing,” I wrote at the end of my …
Touching the Wild
“The word wild is like a gray fox trotting off through the forest, ducking behind bushes, going in and out …
Birthing and Rebirthing
My granddaughter was born a few days ago and my heart fell apart. There’s something so breathtakingly tender, and heartbreakingly sweet, …
