By Bruno Talerico
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thunder rolling as sun rises… clouds on fire © 2026 Bruno Talerico 266/365
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chiricahua portal poised poets dream © 2026 Bruno Talerico 263/365
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Words like apteryx and pterodactyl make me drool. Oh! The questions they raise: Did ankylosauruses have ankles? What was the airspeed velocity of an unladen velociraptor? Did Tyrannosaurus rex really bang a gong? Do sabre-tooths prefer their brontoburgers rare? The sounds of archaeology are cool, but paleontology’s words rule! © 2026 Bruno Talerico 262/365
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looming darkness… desert umbra flows © 2026 Bruno Talerico 261/365
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For some, home is a complex of feelings beyond reason, the gravitational field in which their personality learned its shape. For me, home is simply a place. I am the same person no matter where I am. © 2023 Bruno Talerico 260/365
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seething sea foam and green water unattended surfboard © 2026 Bruno Talerico 259/365
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splashing bears hunt spawning salmon airborne sushi © 2026 Bruno Talerico 258/365 Image from the internet.
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a child’s sandal on the immigrant trail ..viral blog © 2026 Bruno Talerico 257/365
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my past or anyone’s is the history of another person © 2026 Bruno Talerico 256/365
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At harvest time, when Sirius, the dog star, is brightest, be sure to latch your gate and lock your front door— necessary protection from neighbors trying to unload bushel baskets of excess zucchini. © 2026 Bruno Talerico 255/365
