It strikes me pretty hard every time I’m out on a walk that I don’t see many – or sometimes any – kids out playing. Streets are empty, traffic is absent, tourism is almost nonexistent, and spring is in full swing. It’s a kid’s dream out there, or at least …
Thanks to COVID’s stay-at-home mandate, I’m now a paddleboarder seeing striking beauty reflected back at me or quivering beneath me unexpectedly. I spend hours out on the water, listening to fantastic audiobooks that my husband uploads for me on my iPod and sweet-talking seals, geese, and otters. I hope that …
Life continues, as still as it may feel. And yet it’s so not still in new ways. Normalcy came to a physical and social halt, but humanity didn’t. There are some new uncomfortable normals, at least for now. As we choose to smile, choose to laugh, and choose to see …
Here are just a few messages that speak to you as you walk around Eastsound – reminders of community, humanity, strength, touch, love, and connecting with each other. Oh, how we could all use a community potluck, a soulful hoedown, a gigantic song circle, a country barn dance, or just …
Every anniversary, we go to Mijitas for dinner. It’s our favorite place on the island and eating out is a rarity for us, so we thoroughly enjoy it when we go. We even get the same dishes every time (I get the quinoa cakes and he gets the fish tacos). …
My favorite color has always been this radiant spring green we are treated to in May, and I just can’t take enough photos of it. If you live here, you will know every curve of this as Crescent Beach Trail, plus a few on my way home…
When we were tourists, we used to rent a surprisingly affordable vacation house right on the water, just a few doors down from Lieber Haven. Two weeks there each summer and we were ready to drop everything and move to Orcas. After seven years of touristing, we did. We thought …
After six months of down jackets, I yearn for the day that sunny weather is here to stay. This was our first full week of straight sun, uninhibited by blocks of cold cloudiness. Last week, on an eerie, rainy, Saturday walk, my husband was one of the only people I …
I used to have a “rejection file” in high school and college, as I called it. It was all the letters I had gotten in response to opportunities I tried for. I tried for everything that came my way – contests, jobs, internships, essay competitions, design solicitations, etc. I’ve always …
After four years of high school sports every single season, I decided not to be on the softball team my senior year. I was free after school for the first time in my life since 7th grade. I had been an average athlete, and my varsity status could only be …
