Our Love-Hate Relationship with Fire
Fire crackles and pops in our living room wood stove. I’m cozying up on this fall morning…
Fire crackles and pops in our living room wood stove. I’m cozying up on this fall morning…
“Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze – On…
Flood alert in the high Wallowas! Wildflowers are surging, overflowing meadows, and crushing the headwater springs with…
From Glacier National Park to Oregon’s coastal forests, one bird sings its way into our hearts all…
Flute song spirals up into the trees along the coastal trail to the pelagic cormorant colony. Swainson’s…
Egrets like moon slivers Shine in the morning light Stalk the edge of eelgrass And the still…
“Dream only large dreams, for they have the power to fire people’s souls.” …
Bitterbrush fragrance wafts across Central Oregon in a floral, spicy, lemony, cinnamony swash. I love this subtle…
My mother and I watch an osprey circle the pond. White and black against blue sky. Powerful strokes….
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