I watered my pock-marked lawns twice today while ruminating about the fires burning in Sonoma County.
Moisture invariably attracted the wild turkeys, looking for loam, loaded with leaves.
The dog headed up to the lawn, in a brisk trot, (for once, I thought) to scare them off.
The world seemed to freeze in my frame.
Daylight was darkness.
A heavenly spotlight shone upon the yellow girl,
The black walnut tree shimmered,
leaving small rocks and leaves illuminated like dirt gems adorning the fingers of roots.
Animal, bird, tree, and earth unified, captured through the lens of mankind.