Valentine’s Day is a good time to think about love, friends and dreams but this story actually began the day before Valentine’s Day. It was gray, wet and cold but despite that the pursuit of a nineteen year old’s… 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 ›
Road Trip To Portland Oregon
I was less than an hour into my drive from Portland Oregon back home to Bellingham Washington when I pulled off for gas. I was accelerating up the entrance ramp to rejoin I-5 when I noticed a figure standing… 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 ›
The Feel Of Summer
Today I was strolling around historic Fairhaven as the end of the workday approached. Floors were being swept, chairs stacked and young clerks with evening plans stared at wall clocks with pleading eyes. But the position of the minute hand was just… Read More ›
Truth and Courage vs The Media’s Portrayal
The other day in upstate New York I drove past a small diner with a sign that read, “City Chicken With Potato Salad $5.95” and below that was “Military/Police Lives Matter”. How true that statement is, especially since it… Read More ›
Maple Syrup, Buddhists And A Dairy Barn In New England
I drove through shafts of sunlight that pierced the canopy of maples and hemlocks and speckled the bending two-lane weaving through villages blighted by an unhealthy number of “For Sale” signs. The canoe shop for purchase in Long Lake New… Read More ›
The Kitten Made Me Late
“A Dog’s Tale“, Mark Twains’ short story of living an honorable life as seen through the eyes of a dog always blurs my vision. The misunderstood deed of the self-sacrificing family dog results in a caning by its master and… Read More ›
What’s Been Going On in Bellingham Washington?
Hi Guys, It’s been a while since I shared a photo or story here but my absence has been the best thing for both of us. No I have not been in rehab, hospitalized or incarcerated for the good… Read More ›
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