I Woke Up Crying
There were tears in my eyes this morning, and a vague feeling of something off kilter; a feeling of being hurt and upset yet I could not remember an accompanying […]
There were tears in my eyes this morning, and a vague feeling of something off kilter; a feeling of being hurt and upset yet I could not remember an accompanying […]
The weather report suggested 4 foot seas, up to 20 knots. We set out from Glacier Bay National Park to travel the potentially most dangerous part of our journey: crossing
The sea…an earth in motion.June 23rd report: We are now 12 days along on our journey…bringing a boat named Room Seven, a 42 foot trawler up to Alaska. Our
Vee Bar Ranch, Laramie, Wyoming Hoofbeats. Dust. Sun. Every morning just after sunrise, the horses gallop in on a rush from whatever pasture they leisurely roamed the night before.
“So what’ll we name her?” my husband asked as we sped across Resurrection Bay in search of silvers. I presume that boats are traditionally named
source I hear children this morning playing in the sunshine, their voices tumble down the hill and across the gravel road. two robins amuse in a game of chase, loop
What if everything possessed life? Not just trees and flowers and plants and animals; mammals and humans and fish. I’m talking about everything. Source Dirt. Stones. Mountains. Snow.
Around my home town, you know it’s summer when a man down the road is mauled by a brown bear.This is the kind of news that shakes up the entire
Subtitle: Birthdays, Beers and Bonfires. Because we all love stories, and because we are ad infinitum creating our own unique histories every blessed day we’re gifted to kick up a
The way it is with my husband and I is this: he’s got his shop to fix and assemble his works of art and craft, and I’ve got mine. Only
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