The natural world, life, and dogs.
February is my favorite winter month in these mountains. Fresh snow carpets the landscape, making everything clean and bright. The skies clear and temperatures drop, often below zero at night before rising along with the sun through the day. Stars blanket the night sky, easily seen, so close it seems you can reach up and… Continue reading Fences V
With a long meeting scheduled for midday, I decided to take the boys for an early morning walk and add another at the end of the day. Our morning outing featured a sky with high wind-strewn clouds painted with the rising sun's gentle orange and pink hues. Our late afternoon walk was completed just before… Continue reading Combustion
Maybe you've heard about how atrocious traffic is, in and around Seattle. It's been bad for decades. I was born and raised in a nearby suburb, and from the time I started driving in 1972, I hated driving into downtown Seattle. Traffic and noise in the Puget Sound region were the primary reasons I left… Continue reading Traffic, Idaho Style: Cattle Drive
Several years ago, sharing photos of the rural valley where I live, an acquaintance commented, “It looks…bucolic.” Walking a country road as morning fog lifts. He meant it as a slur. He considers himself cosmopolitan, despite living in…Wyoming. The word bucolic is one I fully embrace, my raison d’etre for moving to Idaho’s mountains fifteen… Continue reading Bucolic
Wild Sensibility 