Or is that out of the habit? Quiet here lately. Work deadlines with more to do than the time necessary to accomplish them. 18 months with little billable hours. Now a salary and 60-hour weeks. Hrrumph. I like being busy, feeling productive, but I do miss those other kinds of active days, when I made [...]
Posts under ‘Dispatches from home’
more on the garden
My Early Girl Isn’t She went in May Day a healthy start now 55 days past 60 she’s just blushing We only have 23 days until mid-September when summer is over if past history is evidence No one knows if we’ll have homegrown BLTs this year * * * What a sorry summer this has [...]
missing words
(A confession) I’m going through my recent poems to find something to send to my critique group. There’s but one recent poem. (One!) Other candidates are not recent and are in need of revision that I can’t make in time to get to my kind readers. I have been writing August poetry postcards and have [...]
what can happen when you look closely
(Click a few times to get larger images.) Saturday we hiked a few waterfall hikes that we hadn’t before while on our Steamboat Inn weekend. Susan Creek Falls feeds the North Umpqua River and is a lovely, easy to get to hike. It’s fully accessible, and by some small gift of chance we had it [...]
back in the saddle, more or less
I’m back from a lovely trip.
away, away
Tomorrow starts a long weekend away. Away from internet, cell phones, television. To the North Umpqua River and the delights of a luxurious retreat in a beautiful place. We get a chance to visit with Lee Spencer, the Fish Watch volunteer, which is a highlight of our trip. We missed our yearly with him last year [...]
deterred by the small things
Normally I’d have a few more photos from a hike, but yesterday I came back with eight. And twice as many mosquito bites. And as many black fly bites. I forgot my bug spray in a hiking season known for particularly bad bugs. Hiking from the car to around the lake I used my bandanna [...]
better late than never, right? (The tardy confession.)b
Last Saturday’s Big Tent Poetry reading in Portland, Oregon was terrific, except for missing the organizing poet, Sage Cohen, who couldn’t be there. I am so fortunate to have been able to enjoy my very first reading in the company of good poetry friends. It’s a day I will never forget. It felt so wondrous [...]
rock & paper on the trail
It’s been a late entry into the hiking season: a chilly wet spring followed by a long summer cold put me off my usual stride. And my primary human hiking buddy had one knee replaced in the spring and was just feeling good enough to go out last Sunday. We did a short hike on [...]
