Solstice
The coyote stops midstep, left paw held aloft as if responding to a command to “shake,” and cocks his head quizzically at me. “We’re not doing all that, are we?” […]
The coyote stops midstep, left paw held aloft as if responding to a command to “shake,” and cocks his head quizzically at me. “We’re not doing all that, are we?” […]
We’ve dialed things back a bit since our initial few days of “Vancouver Island’s Greatest Hits” and started working off of personal recommendations, both those of old, trusted friends and […]
G. K. Chesterton wrote – and yes, this time I’m sure it was Chesterton* – that “the traveler sees what is there, while the tourist sees only what he has […]
My friends know I can get a little obsessive, and fixate, when the opportunity for wordplay arises. “You see,” I said, “We’re putting the Orca in the Coho.” Ken nodded. […]
I always quote (the eminently quotable) G.K. Chesterton as saying something like, “When a gentleman is abroad, he dreams of home; when at home, he dreams of going abroad.” It […]
Well, it’s raining again. And again. This has been one of the wettest and coldest springs in Port Townsend history, and apparently we’ve got another atmospheric river riding its way […]
It took me a little longer than I expected to make it back to the farm. And, as you can imagine, there was a little part of me saying, You […]
We wanted to get there a few minutes early, because we suspected there’d be a crowd. Crowds are still a bit unnerving in this peri-pandemic time, but we weren’t going […]
I’ve written before that the cruel lie of being self-employed is that you can take a day off whenever you want; the brutal truth is that you never do. Well, […]
I’m looking out the window of Alaska Flight 1350, southbound to San Francisco, wishing I weren’t wishing I was sitting up front of a different plane. I could have been. […]