Sometimes when we walk over to my mom’s house for a visit, she’s watching Highway Thru Hell on the Weather Channel. If you’ve never watched it, it’s a show documenting the rescues and tows of big rig crashes and wrecks that happen in thick snow and perilous ice on the …
We pass Karl Kruger on the road all the time, just as we do every other Orcas Islander. And just like every other Orcas Islander, Karl has quite a story. Last summer, Karl entered what’s called the Race to Alaska, or R2AK. Anyone can enter it as long as there …
I love that even though I may not feel the subtle changes in the air or in my body, the natural world is moving right along in its cycle of rebirth. Gray clouds loom, snow has recently fallen, and I’m still wearing my down jacket in the house all day …
Though some people travel to the tropics during their kids’ one-week mid-winter break from school to escape the four-months-and-counting of gloomy weather here, I often feel that our kids have this week off for nothing. We have no such plans. They may as well be in school if it’s going …
Yesterday it snowed. It was a beautiful, quiet, heavenly sight watching the flakes slowly flutter to the ground all afternoon and into the evening. I went for a longer-than-normal walk this morning, taking in all the sights and capturing pictures of all my familiar walking places now donned in white. …
Today we awakened to a clear, endless blue sky. The sun was out all day, so we were too. We haven’t had that much solar exposure for months on Orcas, so we don’t take even an hour of it for granted. We don’t get a lot of snow here either, …
If I were the superstitious type, I might see this past week’s happenings as omens. My husband has recounted the last several nights as he was sitting in bed. One jerked with a quick, jarring earthquake – a little 3.1 whose epicenter was 10 miles away. Another night the lights …
Wow. Like heaven opening after a prolonged pause in purgatory, our one day of sun was glorious.
As an average kid growing up in a hot, concrete suburb of Dallas, Texas, National Geographic was a revelatory introduction to the world that was somewhere out there. I’d browse through the magazine each time it appeared on our coffee table and by far the most engaging photos were of …
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