by Louie Ferrera | Nov 16, 2025 | Meditations, Nature
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...
by Louie Ferrera | Oct 23, 2025 | Nature
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...
by Louie Ferrera | Oct 6, 2025 | Nature
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...
by Louie Ferrera | Sep 29, 2025 | Meditations, Nature
As a kid growing up on the east coast, autumn was always my favorite time of year. Summers could be brutally hot, compounded by oppressive humidity. Winters were unpredictable with snow and cold one day, rain the next which froze on the roads creating treacherous...
by Louie Ferrera | Sep 3, 2025 | Nature
If you have a change of heart You can finish what you start What’s lost you shall regain Down on Thimbleberry Lane Travel north on Highway 101 along the Oregon coast and just outside of Port Orford you’ll pass a small street sign for Thimbleberry Lane. Don’t blink or...
by Louie Ferrera | Jul 22, 2025 | Nature
It was a slow, lazy glide down the Russian River yesterday. Carol and I slid our kayaks into the water on a cool, foggy morning at Steelhead Beach for the eight mile trip to Johnson’s Beach in Guerneville. One of the many benefits of retirement is being able to enjoy...
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