Autumn Morning Rain

Autumn Morning Rain

It’s a glorious grey dawn and autumn is at its mid-point. Pounding rain rat-a-tats on the plastic roof of our backyard deck. This is such a sanctuary for me, it’s the ideal place from which to watch the seasons change. Wind and rain rush through the trees with a...
Crosby, Stills and Nash Reimagined

Crosby, Stills and Nash Reimagined

I could tell the story of my life through the first Crosby, Stills and Nash album. Of course this record has a history and a story all it’s own. Here’s my take on it, song by song, Side I to Side II. Side One Those first notes, ringing like the crystal light of dawn,...

Humpback Whales in a Slow Motion Dream

When Carol and I pulled up to the kiosk at Salt Point State Park to check into our camp site, the ranger stated matter of factly, “People have been seeing whales.” This soon proved to be a gross understatement. Salt Point is a gem of a park set along the rugged coast...
The Clear Backpack

The Clear Backpack

Carol and I finally broke down and bought ourselves clear backpacks. You know the kind I’m talking about. A bunch of different types of kid toys are often packaged in sturdy, clear bags with straps for carrying them around. Our kids would use them to store their Legos...
A Conversation With An Owl

A Conversation With An Owl

I was getting ready to settle down for the evening last night. I had just finished brushing my teeth when I heard it through the window in our room: the distinctive “whoo, whoo, whoo” of a Great Horned Owl. This magnificent creature and I were about to have a bit of a...