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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 […]
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. […]
Maybe wildflowers are a kind of drug. You see bright colors in flowing patterns, and they make you feel all groovy and relaxed. And when you come back down, you […]
What’s in a name? Back when Devon and I were courting and found ourselves (long story) in the Kenya’s Samburu Valley, she described a minor revelation that the place had […]
“It turns out I suddenly find myself needing to know the plural of apocalypse.” -Riley, Buffy the Vampire Slayer I’ve never been in Fairbanks in the spring. Spring is the […]
I’m not going to write about yesterday. Not going to write about how surprised I was to find myself shedding tears watching Jennifer Lopez sing Woody Guthrie on the Capitol […]