Everywhere is Home
Home. Wake to the whir of rufous hummingbird wings outside our bedroom window. Rise to feed our…
 
			Home. Wake to the whir of rufous hummingbird wings outside our bedroom window. Rise to feed our…
 
			Last Saturday, I listened to one fine conservationist after another sharing stories about my dad Dave Richie,…
 
			As every mother knows, we would lift mountains to save our children. On this Mother’s Day, I…
 
			Varied thrushes chord the evening shafts of light with one note songs. Alone in the Rockefeller Forest…
 
			I have a winter ritual. I start the day cozied up by the wood stove, nestled on…
 
			I will never forget leaning in close to its great, red-gold trunk, pressing my cheek against the…
 
			We would never have saved the elk calf entangled in a barbed wire fence if we hadn’t…
 
			Every shortening day, the drama unfolds out our back window in the pine woods of Bend, Oregon….
 
			The ancient ponderosa of the upper Imnaha River bears a ring of blue paint on the front…
 
			When I set out to follow the belted kingfisher, I started with the intrigue of a definition….
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