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How We’re Remembered
On this late spring day the two of us leisurely explore the little patch of earth that is my urban backyard. The ground squishes and wriggles from overnight rain, the sun glimpses on us…
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Life in the Dark
Early morning is fuzzy outlines and shades of charcoal. My preferred time of day regardless of season, but in winter, these minutes towards dawn stretch liminally longer. I feel along the bedroom wall to…
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Olivia
At 5am when we set out to find her, the beach in Costa Rica was still dark, a few days before the new moon. Our guide illuminated the way with a dim red beam,…
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Biophilia
West beyond the downtown waterfront and placid-blue Elliott Bay, Bainbridge island welcomed the setting sun yet earlier on this November day. Alaskan Way hummed as commuters headed home, and the sidewalk was sparse of…
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Oysters and Acid
I was four when me and my mother were walking home from our neighborhood hardware store on a warm San Fernando Valley morning. Our path crossed twelve blocks or so, a long ways for…
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Shifting Baselines
Outside my kitchen window two mature birch trees have grown side by side for some sixty years, an old married couple whose roots entwine such that their separation is impossible. One has been ailing…
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Learning to Save the Planet
After recently completing a Conservation Biology class through the University of Washington (my alma mater), I was interviewed about my experience for a newsletter. In the article I express how much I appreciated the…
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She Tree
Through the hours of a quiet afternoon, I watched her transform. Blushing from sun-kissed gold to smitten crimson, in love with autumn. The cool and liquid air spoke her language, coaxed her metamorphosis. She…
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Our Butterfly Effect
We’re all doing the best we can with the information we have. Trying to be good citizens, neighbors, workers, parents, humans. So when we see what’s happening around the world and don’t know what…
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