we made a quick stop here on the way back from visiting my great-great-great grandfather’s grave near here. (his name was gaudenz ruosch and he was the first ruosch in my family tree to leave switzerland for wisconsin.) it was a beautiful trip altogether, on a brisk and windy november morning.
a.
november breezes
over grass
lichen clutching bark
b.
dark water tracks
labyrinthing
ericaceous growth
c.
golden plume of larch
and bird song
near grandfather bones
d.
flark growth
dark mirror
earth eye
if you made it this far: i was really taken back by the texture and color contrast b/t the berries and dolostone here. wisconsin fall.
Jacob Riyeff 