Saving Ponderosa 58
The ancient ponderosa of the upper Imnaha River bears a ring of blue paint on the front…
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….
Fire crackles and pops in our living room wood stove. I’m cozying up on this fall morning…
“Dream only large dreams, for they have the power to fire people’s souls.” …
The beach is blue, as if some crazed artist had dyed every foam line on this spring…
“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…
I’m editing my kingfisher manuscript. Every time I see where I’ve written the word “but,” I strike it…
If you’ve ever rafted whitewater, you know the term,”face your danger.” Hold your oars firmly. Point the…
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