By-the-wind Sailors Carry a Blue Message
The beach is blue, as if some crazed artist had dyed every foam line on this spring…
The beach is blue, as if some crazed artist had dyed every foam line on this spring…
Everything here on the Oregon coast in a storm comes in waves – the bands of heavy…
“A road is a dagger placed in the heart of a wilderness” – William O. Douglas Look…
“My manuscript. It’s missing.” I’m on the phone with the computer tech person John who I’ve come…
Last Saturday, I joined a flock of 5000 strong in Bend, Oregon. We gathered first in snowy…
How can you tell who’s a visitor to New York City right away? They’re the ones…
Today’s Blog is a scene (adapted) from the creative nonfiction book I’m in the process of revising–about…
Every morning in Charleston, Oregon, double-crested cormorants greet the dawn. They perch singly or in pairs on…
Summer birding can be mighty fine on Morgan Lake, a few miles above La Grande, Oregon. No…
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