Treasure-Seekers

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Abandoned garage: great place for thing-finding

Treasure-seekers, you know who you are . . . or maybe you don’t. Maybe “treasure” is a very different commodity for different folks. I have always loved discovering things–deliberately hidden or not. And I mean “things”: old bottles, colorful dead bugs, cash register receipts on the sidewalk, doll heads. Oh anything really. These things are the stuff of poetry.

I’m not sure where this love of finding things comes from, but I have some distinct memories of thing-finding, as Pippi Longstocking calls it: Continue reading

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#7 Kerr Dam

kerrdam1When I was a teenager, Kerr Dam was a party place. It used to be surrounded by woods with trails through them that some folks were known to do some parking in. Now the woods are gone, the spillway is gated from drivers, the station at the top of the hill also gated with evil-looking gates. Continue reading

Poem Caching Photos

Cat stalking cacher at Gorda Park

Cat stalking cacher at Gorda Park

Here are some photos sent to me from folks finding the poem caches I have up so far. Word of warning to those going to Gorda Park. You may be stalked by a horny black cat. So, depends on if you like cats or not. Also, I heard some black Labrador puppies come over and visit from a nearby house. No animal life surrounded me when I was placing the cache. I guess they’re on the alert now though! Continue reading