Puddleglyphs

It was over 100 degrees several days this past week, where I live in Washington, and now we’re drowning in smoke. Needless to say, I’m craving something clean and cold. Maybe you are too? In which case, I pulled this from the archives for both of us: Sometimesin the springout walkingI get the feelthat the […]

Spring rain

First snowmelt, and a month of dry, but the rain finally comes, and everything is flowers, for a time.

The many languages of dog

This post originally appeared in February, 2020 When I return home from a trip, or really from any absence longer than 15 minutes, my dog Taiga greets me with the canine equivalent of pyrotechnics: Leaping, writhing, twirling, lip curling, a quiver full of hyena sounds. Once, after a 13-day visit to Alaska, she reached my […]