I didn’t see them but I could hear them. Not because they were loud and obnoxious, but because it was early, voices were few in the restaurant and our chairs were back to back. Hearing only their voices and… Read More ›
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Christmas Eve In The Coffee Shop
It’s Christmas Eve and I’m looking up at a pine covered hilltop draped in mist, “The Funeral” by Band of Horses is playing overhead and the hiss of milk being steamed bounces off the rustic wood and stone surfaces that surround… Read More ›
Black Leather, Brown Boxes and The American Legion
It was cold and the rain was pounding, not the gentle faucet drip we usually get in NW Washington but the “you better keep your eyes on the road and slow down” type. Despite the rain, my eyes drifted to… Read More ›
My Day Began Early
At dawn I stole a kiss as the bus idled and diesel fumes crowded out the crisp NW air. Sue disappeared behind the idling beast but I could hear her pleasant greeting to the driver. In a few hours she… Read More ›
Traveling South By Boat –Part 4 (Coming Ashore)
From the bow Susan announced, in a concerned voice, “There’s a man on a boat ahead of us that just took off his shirt and started waving it. I think he’s in trouble.” We were in a sliver of a… Read More ›
Traveling South By Boat – Part 3
The skipper was below determining our anchorage for the night when the numbers on the depth gauge began to tumble. Elixir’s deep draw of seven feet four inches makes her especially stable in blue water but in the shallow, shoaling… Read More ›
Traveling South By Boat – Part 2
The skipper working at his desk outside my door and the bright sunlight piercing the portholes of my berth gently brought me to life. Even when a boat is tied securely to a dock with bow, stern and spring… Read More ›
Starbucks Near The Fireplace
At the far end of Starbucks near the corner fireplace I sit surrounded by senior citizens. The men all have snow-white hair while their female companions have colors ranging from dishwater blond to brilliant red. Some of the men have… Read More ›
A Happy Ending, Thanks To All Of You
Two days ago I awoke with a fever, cough and feeling like rubbish but it was an improvement over the previous day so I felt hopeful. By eight AM the workmen were upstairs in the attic about to blow in… Read More ›
Home, Travel and Rick Steves
In the short time we have lived in Bellingham summer has exited, fall has arrived and winter seems fast approaching but despite those changes I am still delighted to be here. Of course having a home again means… Read More ›
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