The Chicken and The HawkWe sat outside on the patio furniture, sun-drunk in the calm before the Thanksgiving storm.Dec 15, 2021Dec 15, 2021
The Little EggToday is Mother’s Day. I’m not one. I’m apparently surrounded by them, though. There are signs of new life everywhere, from baby turtles…Dec 12, 2020Dec 12, 2020
The RiverThe headwaters of the Salmon River empty into this fertile basin, bordered on one side by the Sawtooth range and the other by the White…Dec 9, 2020Dec 9, 2020
Evidence To The ContraryI saw them again this morning. Just the mama moose this time, with her twins.Dec 7, 2020Dec 7, 2020
TwinsThe sun was barely cresting the ridge this morning when we saw them. Emma growled low and I told her to hush, because I wanted to hold the…Dec 4, 2020Dec 4, 2020
And They FlewThe evening before I left for the mountains, I headed down to the makeshift house to say goodbye.Dec 2, 2020Dec 2, 2020
Everything And NothingI asked him if the ocean was glowing like this the last time we surfed together at night, and he said, “Thankfully, no.”Dec 2, 2020Dec 2, 2020
