by Louie Ferrera | Mar 4, 2024 | Nature
The serendipity of a beach structure always makes me smile. I can see the spontaneity in its design, the helter skelter randomness in the way the various materials were used to construct it. There may have been a conscious effort on behalf of the builders to come to...
by Louie Ferrera | Feb 27, 2024 | Nature
I’m sitting here at Doran Beach with my eyes closed, deep in meditation and listening to the waves in stereo. In the absence of sight, sound is all I have so the sounds of the waves become intensified. I’m hearing four distinctive sounds. First there’s a woosh as the...
by Louie Ferrera | Feb 19, 2024 | Nature
I’m watching the birds come and go, they flit and flutter from tree top to branch to feeder. The titmice peck contentedly at the seed feeders until they are supplanted by a larger species like the towhee or golden crowned sparrow. When the magnificent scrub jay with...
by Louie Ferrera | Jan 11, 2024 | Nature
Electric orbs of fruit dangle from our tangerine tree like earrings on the Buddha. Tangerines are holy fruit, each one is a sunrise or a sunset; the promise of a new day or gratitude for the day that has just passed. Is there a more delightful fruit than a tangerine?...
by Louie Ferrera | Jan 7, 2024 | Nature
Heading out through the forest today, the journey is the trip. It’s a slow and deliberate stroll, I’m breathing, listening and seeing with eyes wide open. The air is redolent of winter, rains have given voice to the creek that flows below me as I walk upstream. The...
by Louie Ferrera | Dec 20, 2023 | Nature
I stood beneath our oak tree and looked up through its nearly bare branches, the sky was milk white and formless. There was just enough breeze to dislodge a few leaves, one or two or five at a time. Some floated straight down, landing on the lawn or me. Others flew...
I lived in Sebastopol for 20 years. We had palm trees in our backyard, but an Oriole couple decided to…
When I first moved back to Eugene from Ireland, I lived in a rental in one of the oldest neighborhoods,…
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