It was time to get back in the saddle. A winter had passed, and a spring. It had been a winter of dark days in a cozy new home, a place where they would watch the storms from their couch as it crossed the mountain. Spring brought new beginnings, cherished visitors, new life, and loss. … Continue reading
“You could walk into the woods anywhere, any sort of woods, every sort of woods, and you would be a different animal within ten steps, as soon as the woods accepted you, as soon as you couldn’t hear anything else but the woods. […] You could walk into the woods anywhere and you would be … Continue reading
“So simplify the problem of life, distinguish the necessary and the real. Probe the Earth to see where your main roots run.” -Henry David Thoreau- April 20, 2017- Throughout the last three days, we’ve traveled by foot under changing skies- one moment we drip with rain, and then in another we’re pelted with hail. The … Continue reading
The bike path has come alive again and so have we. Songbirds call from tree to tree and Bear Creek roars white, frothing up the sides of its banks. My wheels kick up the beeswax musk of crushed cottonwood buds. It is almost unbelievable, this sunshine, streaming unapologetically through vapor lingering in the air. The … Continue reading
It’s hard to believe that I am one year through my two-year masters program! When I moved to Ashland last July, I hoped that riding my bike would be as much of a central activity in my life as it was in Portland. Well, lo and behold, it has. I commuted to Medford on the … Continue reading
I do this every year- retreat into winter. It seems as though the months of shorter days and longer nights becomes a dearth of creativity, as I focus more on cooking food and drinking tea on the couch than searching for poems out in the world. I seem to neglect this blog every winter. But … Continue reading
Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still it explains nothing. -Mary Oliver- It is mid-October and we are now Day Two into our three days rafting the Rogue. At this point, we are immersed. We spend a majority of our waking hours using the kinetic energy of water and the gravitational pull of the … Continue reading
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“One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew I would never see it again?” -Rachel Carson- Rachel Carson in the field Rachel Carson (1907-1964), renowned biologist and writer, is most well-known for her career as…
Why do people live where they live? What draws them to come together, converging? And what causes them to leave? These are mysteries of humanity that may be contextual, or maybe just a result of our animal selves. We are driven by magnetism and hormones and fear and desire…to live by ample water and food … Continue reading
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