Written by hobo23@gmail.comOctober 25, 2012March 28, 2018 Last night I dreamed about swimming in the north pond.
Written by hobo23@gmail.comMarch 4, 2013April 6, 2018 I am awating the delivery of more instant film. Meanwhile I used a medium-format film camera to take photographs of fowl poop in the park. I am told that goose poop and swan poop are indistinguishable other than under the eye of an expert.
Written by hobo23@gmail.comOctober 15, 2013April 7, 2018 “If you can penetrate thoroughly, trust completely, without a hair of blinding obstruction, you’ll be like a dragon finding water, Like a tiger taking to the mountains.”
Written by hobo23@gmail.comJanuary 6, 2014April 6, 2018 The lake is frozen over hard but the surface continues to reflect the light.
Written by hobo23@gmail.comJune 15, 2014March 4, 2019 Other Wings patter the lagoon in the bright morning sunlight while the swan lurks beneath the visible.
Written by hobo23@gmail.comAugust 3, 2015April 6, 2018 I’ve been using another tactic in my hunt this summer: Attaching an HD video camera to my dog Johnson and sending him beneath the surface of the lagoon to find evidence of the swan.
Written by hobo23@gmail.comMay 7, 2018March 11, 2019 After almost six years of looking for something I thought I’d never see, an unexpected flock of swans appeared in the lagoon one early summer morning.