Step Away, Step In – a 2022 Farewell
On this last day of 2022, I am lingering in the parting hours–leaning close to all I…
North winds whisk snowflakes across dusky wings skimming black waters in the quickening of December’s darkening days….
All things counter, original, spare, strange;Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle,…
When I woke to heavy icy snow cloaking the trees last week, I had a choice. I…
Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken” resonates after a week in Vermont scruffing my shoes through…
Winding up September with rich experiences–from my book tour via Missoula, Spokane, and La Grande to hugging…
December 8, 2022 update to the story: Local activists prevail! A Victory—for now. We must be ever…
Solemnity. A state of grace. Embraced by fir, cedar, and hemlock. I am about 175 feet up…
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