A Letter To David Crosby

A Letter To David Crosby

Dear David, Well, you’ve finally crossed over to “the other side”, wherever that is. Perhaps Guinnevere, she of the green eyes and golden hair, was waiting when you arrived. Hopefully your beloved Christine was there too.  David, your music has touched me to my very...
Destiny

Destiny

So, the other day I’m driving west on rural Hwy 12 towards the Sonoma coast just outside the little town of Bodega. The lush green hillside is dotted with grazing cows, the road slick from last night’s rain. It’s clear, dry and sunny, a rare occurrence...
Reeling With Rain

Reeling With Rain

This essay was written back in November during the first rainstorm of the year. Little did I know what was in store for us here in Northern California! It’s written in a stream of consciousness style. Take a breath and dive in! Cypress trees spiral into a grey sky...
On Demand

On Demand

How amazing is Spotify? Just think, for a small monthly fee I can listen to practically any song I want whenever I want. On demand baby…what a concept. The person or persons who first conceived of online music streaming should be knighted or elevated to sainthood, or...
Jack Frost Morning

Jack Frost Morning

On the cusp of winter solstice a  cold winter light filters through the mostly bare branches of our fruit trees, the golden glow of autumn has all but faded away. Out here on our deck just before sunrise everything is coated in a thin dusting of frost. I can slide...