November 23, 2019
Patience and water have parallel ebb and flow. That thought forms within my mental mists as I take my morning lakeside walk. The November rains have not arrived as they once would’ve reliably done. Lake levels are the lowest I’ve seen, in forty years of presence at their shores. This, mere months after a hundred-year flood took the water to extremes of excess. It’s hard not to let water become worry, as emotional and… READ MORE
October 20, 2019
In the Oregon woods, a vast number of spiders spin threads that link meadow grasses and tree branches. Here, the world wide web has nothing to do with computers.
Still, spider webs remain almost invisible until fall’s morning mists highlight them with dew. Then, the webs become illuminated. It’s stunning to see how many silken strands stitch the forest together. So many levels of quiet life are near us,… READ MORE
October 06, 2019
We are laughing so hard at this shared memory that I am about to snort my soft drink out of my nose. I’ve met up with Sharon and Rick, 7 years after I spent a long weekend with them on their farm, and they are still shaking their heads in disbelief.… READ MORE