North!
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. […]
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 […]
You turn around for a moment, and half a week blows by. I’d been meaning to write about Appleton before the overwhelm of Oshkosh carried me away. It’s been over […]
I defy you, double-dare, pinky-swear defy you to stand on the shore of Lake Superior and watch a big freighter slip out of the bay and not start humming “Wreck […]
I was lying on my back in the brush pasture at dusk last night – when’s the last time I did that? I mean, just plonked onto my back, in […]
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 […]
I expect only a minuscule fraction of the living who quote Thomas Wolfe’s pronouncement that “You can’t go home again” have ever read the actual novel. I haven’t. Probably should, […]
Yet. But I’m working on it. Y’all may have noticed (if you’ve been paying attention) that I’ve been a bit off kilter for a while. Kilter – from the English […]
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 […]