The main goal of this series is to write about the objects that end up in my pockets, the little bits we pick up impulsively (not objects we put energy into harvesting or collecting). A secondary purpose is to do it relatively succinctly because one… Read More
For a few years now I’ve been trying to focus on things that make me happy. In this dizzying world of perpetual horrible news and late stage capitalism, giving oneself some space for this is a graceful way to show up for things that matter.… Read More
Last week I laid out a plan to pontificate on Pacific Northwest trees, a storied appreciation of the most prominent of plants. I offered up experiences with the red alder, those ever-cycling nutrient bombs, the first wave. What comes after? Well, by design or chance… Read More
The notebook has been stashed in a beat up cardboard box, one that I’ve hauled from home to home, for years now. It has mingled with my old journals and notebooks, saved over years of scribbling and jotting. Someday I’ll look through them all. Or… Read More
I suppose writing, taking photographs, designing, and getting everything just right, even with a small book, is a decent endeavor. Truth be told, I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I set out to create a small book. This was a… Read More
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