I’ve been really delighting in little things these days, perhaps helped along by the lovely weather that predisposes me anyway to want to smile and smile and smile at everything. The view of Mt Hood from my commute. . (and a view of Mt St Helens, too, out of the …
I harbor this fantasy in life about living somewhere with trails and wilderness just outside my door. From my little cabin in the woods, I would step out and breathe fresh air, hear my resident varied thrush, and start running for miles on end, never setting foot on pavement, not …
This is the time of year in the Northwest where it sometimes starts to feel like it’s been grey forever. It hasn’t been, exactly — there have been moments or days even of brilliant and beautiful weather — but early last week was so, so rainy, so low-cloud dreary, the …
