Islands are wonderfully limiting. You're set apart, the surrounding water cutting you off from much of the world, leaving you access only to what's immediately available.
Looking for color in the Dog Days of summer.
You'd think after 20+ years of learning to play mandolin that the voices in my head would be kinder and more tolerant...
Learning the challenges of a new music festival, but this year the fun-meter was on high.
A Walk In a Park and a Hanging - you just never know what you're going to get when you step out your door.
...recently, driving 1900 miles through California and back, feeling the pull in both directions, I realize that I've become polyamorous, very much a two state woman.
The Columbia Gorge hides a wealth of secrets, and I'm unlocking them by getting up close, learning their names, making them mine.
An afternoon hike in Lacamas Park turns into a hike into history, ecology, botany and more. The retired life!
A road trip to see more of the Columbia River turned into a discovery of history, economy, ecology, geography, and as always, beauty.
I go from having a spring in my step to groaning as I rise from my chair, from sprawling happily on the floor with grandchildren, to waking at night in pain. But what if I look at what I CAN do instead of can't?