Very Early On Earth Day - Guest Post by Taylor Graham
VERY EARLY ON EARTH DAY My dog calls me out of sleep. Overnight the wind has rearranged everything. I blow into cold hands and raise them against the sun’s first rays, just nowV exploding gold shrapnel over the east ridge. And everything is moving: sun-shatter through new green leaves, and wind plucking overnight spider- webs till they hum gold filament against the dark trunks of oaks, everything flowing glowing gold-green, a morning no mortal could describe. And so my dog stands simply wagging. Wasn’t he good to bring me here? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Photos taken by me at Aquatic Park & The SF Botanical Gardens