sauntering with thoreau in central oregon
I choose the trail-less way of curiosity over destination, the Henry David Thoreau way.
I choose the trail-less way of curiosity over destination, the Henry David Thoreau way.
I’m grateful to be part of an online autumn ekphrastic poetry group of creative and giving women. (The art images follow each poem). Our supportive group lost a gifted, generous, kind, brave, and progressive poet last week to cancer. We are feeling sorrow, even as we keep putting our voices out into this world to make a difference as Jenn would have wanted.
A Gift of Autumn Equinox Wes and I are canoeing on Elk Lake in the company of…
Marina Richie is this year’s juror for the Wyoming Arts Council 2026 Memorial Writing Awards.
“A road is a dagger placed in the heart of a wilderness” – William O. Douglas, Supreme…
Earlier this summer, I received an email from Josh Kelly of MountainTrue that resonated on a deep…
The word “abundance” is on the tip of our sweetened tongues. Melt-in-your-mouth blackberries burst from the native…
Here, there is no cell service. Here, the news is heralded by the wheep wheep wheep of…
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