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Birds Of A Feather & Things With Wings

Birds Of A Feather & Things With Wings

A Crow On My Head When I was five years old, my family was at an outdoor barbecue in Amherst, Massachusetts, when a crow suddenly flew out of the skies, landed and perched on my head. Since that unlikely event, I have had a natural affinity for crows and ravens. I...

A Selection of Mark’s 2023 Artworks and Photos

A Selection of Mark’s 2023 Artworks and Photos

This gallery features some of my favorite artworks and photos that I created in 2023. A book of the bird images (Avian Ascensions) can be seen here. A book of my recent street photography (A Mirror on Main Street) can be seen here. [envira-gallery...

2023 & Me – Mark and Karen’s Year In Review

2023 & Me – Mark and Karen’s Year In Review

2023 has come and gone. Tomorrow today will be yesterday. The years seem to rush by at a more and more rapid and frantic pace the older we get. Time is limitless, and fortunately it remains priceless. Here are a few highlights from Karen’s and my past year Spending...

Spirits in the Material World

Spirits in the Material World

Ano Nuevo Collage • Mark Brown “Sometimes, just when you give up, your prayers are suddenly answered.” We had been hiking all day, out in the sand dunes between Franklin Point and Ano Nuevo Point, an area that few people ever went to, and one which to this day I still...

Lightning, Bioluminesence, Northern Lights and Lava Field Lightbulbs

Lightning, Bioluminesence, Northern Lights and Lava Field Lightbulbs

“We Need to Wait to Start the Wedding Until the Thunderstorm Is Over!” The Storm King We pulled up to Dave and Suzannah’s beautiful, leafy rural-suburban home in Croton-On-Hudson, an hour north of New York City near the Hudson River. The afternoon was hot, humid and...

War Stories

War Stories

One of your Great-Great Uncles was a general for the Union Army and his brother was a general for the Confederate Army during the Civil War.  This true familial tale of fratricidal brother-fighting-brother was told to me by my grandmother when I was young. My...

Bringing Home The Bacon

Bringing Home The Bacon

After reading between the lines and taking a parting shot, we all lived happily ever after, knowing that all is well that ends well. After I shot myself in the foot I was totally in my element but she got my goat so I started from scratch and went back to square one...

Where does the White Go When the Snow Melts?

Where does the White Go When the Snow Melts?

Where does the white go when the show melts?  Is that a 3 pointer? • Donner Lake, California • Photo by MMB I found this snowy query in an old journal of mine and posed this question to my friend Jenny, who has lived in Switzerland for over 40 years and knows...

Pianos, Trains and Toothbrushes

Pianos, Trains and Toothbrushes

I recognize that piano from Tehran 70 years ago.  Tehran I was sitting in my living room, the day after our 50th high school reunion in 2019 with my friend Eric and his delightful and razor sharp 94 year old mother, who had accompanied Eric to all of the...

Conversations With The Dead

Conversations With The Dead

Elegy for Carolyn She said:Every star is a grain of sand in the hourglass of destiny. And I said:The stars are dead people looking down on us with one eye. She was a stranger to herself and someone else was paying a visit to her life. Then she said:Each new life or...

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