Migrating Nashville Warbler photo by Carl Jackson  Instagram: @mo_better_birds I'm slowly easing myself out of Facebook and Blogger to...

Two mornings now the cactus wren has woken me, but I'm not complaining because it's Mexican. I'm in Mexico. It...

Some Venus The folds of this ancient goddess' stomach. Her foot's low arch. A memory: When I hear the crunch of steps on g...

I'm still here in beautiful rural Washington. There's not much to do but relax and listen to the birds, putter around the beauti...

Star Trails Photographer: Carl Jackson At some point in the waning years of the last century, Sophie was on her eighth or ninth dr...

Sophie at school photographer: Page Jackson Good Lord, I'm feeling blue. And anxious and agitated and lazy and enervated, all at on...

The Mermaid Pool where I swam laps Victoria, British Columbia The Poet and Me photographer: Carl Jackson My dear friend, the p...

I say that the blue which is seen in the atmosphere is not its own colour but is caused by warm humidity evaporated in minute and...

Somewhere in Durham, NC, 1982 I recently found a bunch of letters from friends and lovers in a box at the back of my closet. I also fou...

photo by Carl Jackson Over the weekend I went with The Bird Photographer to Point Fermin near San Pedro to watch the peregrine fa...