The most wasted day is one in which we have not laughed. Sebastian Chamfort When I think back about hikes I have taken, trying to shake loose a few memories that might be worth sharing in these posts, I am reminded that it is not always the mountain vistas and the flower dotted alpine meadowsContinue reading “Playing Poohsticks on the Dose”
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Growing Up in the Ring of Fire
The world is always ending somewhere. It just depends on whether it falls in your line of vision or not. Akweaka Emezi As I have written several times in these posts, I grew up with a view of Mt. Rainier from my bedroom window, and it never failed to delight, especially when the morning sunContinue reading “Growing Up in the Ring of Fire”
Hanging Out with the Monkey Mafia
When I first heard the phrase monkey mafia I thought our tour guide was referring to a sinister group of thieves who hang out in the popular coastal towns, helping themselves to the wallets of vulnerable tourists. We were warned to keep our belongings close to our bodies and not to carry food with us.Continue reading “Hanging Out with the Monkey Mafia”
The Sunday Drive
How do I find hope on a dying planet, and if there is no hope to be found, how do I live in its absence? Pam Houston in Deep Creek Residents of western Washington were sad to learn recently that the National Park Service this year will be requiring a reservation and permit to enterContinue reading “The Sunday Drive”
A World without Flowers
It is late January as I write these words, and the snow that fell a couple of weeks ago has mostly melted, brought about by warming temperatures, then rain, then ice, and now the mud that must invariably follow. This is a trend that would be more likely seen in April. People around here refer to itContinue reading “A World without Flowers”
Walking Away from It All
Recently my website host reminded me that it has now been three years since I started this blog, something that came as a surprise to me. From the beginning it has seemed like an easy and natural process, like walking. The words come easily each week as long as I keep moving. In the beginning I envisionedContinue reading “Walking Away from It All”
The Solitude Trail 