Whizbang

Snapped cycles slipping into spiraling funnels,
Random atoms hopscotching through time and causality,
Vectorial hives, nested networks, e-motive tunnels,
The privates of industry have met for a cup of tea.

The birth of hero?

Homemade bread. Flour, ewe's milk, salt, chemical leavening.
This was the second batch, the edible one... The first batch turned out unexpectedly. It had been in the oven for 30 minutes or so when I heard a knocking sound. I opened the oven and out came this little dude, a bread golem. It waved and walked out the door saying "See you around, babe!"
I tried to reproduce the event, but the second batch turned out to be nothing but regular bread... Lunch!

New year

Noise and empty movement, the world celebrates around me. 
I am still and quiet save for the six dancers and the music we share.

Murder most foul

The victim was found by a jogger at 7.30am, lying deceased, face up in a shallow plate of water.

Investigations have come to a head.
The prime suspect will be brought in for cuddles and questioning.

BAB

Our long journey has been completed.
The bridge trolls and heartbreaks were dodged.
The mountains crossed and challenges overcome.
The arrival is sweet.
But sweet as an ending can be, it is also just a beginning.
A deep breath before facing tomorrow.
A deep breath as I savor this moment in time.
The sun shines over the endlessly dancing ocean.

Cycling

Some woods aren't enchanted, but they are all inhabited by strange and wonderful beings.

The cycle of life and death plays out at a pace that is so slow as to be alien to our disconnected lifestyles. The trees all strive for sustenance from the sky and the earth, feed upon their fallen kin, powerfully push out roots and limbs, and ultimately go about the chaos of life with its infinite and infinitely interacting factors with quiet grace and complete indifference.

I had, for a brief subjective moment in time, insinuated myself into this engine of life but now I return to my world that is wonderful in its own right.
Time to go home.
A hot shower, a delicious dinner, and my own bed await... for now, that's magic enough for me.

Partage

How sweet the warm waters of the Hawaiian spring shower felt after five hours of hiking. It lasted just long enough to be refreshing without being chilling.
This log had dried faster than everything else and was the perfect place to drop my pack and have a snack.
As I unwrapped my dorayaki, I noticed an unexpected guest.
What did he want?
My Japanese pastry or was it a deeper mystery?

Fastening

They had both lived life fully, experiencing good times and bad times.
When finally they tied the knot, no half measures were taken.
The knot was tied.
 

Away from Giza

Mere moments after sallying forth on my quest, I came upon a sphinx.
For a moment I worried that it would give me an impossible riddle and then devour me. Luckily, it was old and tired. It preferred to rest undisturbed and so I safely went my way.

Sphinxmoth

Tracking

Beginnings and endings.
The rainy station embodies both as I wait...
Change is part of life. The rail ties crossing the track look massive, immovable, and dirty.
It is time to move on.