Red Tide

My daughter is 16, and as we all know, the teenage years are often full of angst and self-doubt. They sure were for me, at least. Yet I have often remarked upon, and reveled in, her uncommon kindness and level-headedness. When I am feeling sad or low about something she is always there to cheer […]

LOLcats

And dogs. My daughter loves these things. She could read and laugh at them for hours, there’s just so many. They are funny, and strangely on target too. It’s nice to know that there are a lot of animal lovers out there! And they don’t necessarily have to involve cats and dogs. Here’s an example: […]

Stopping by the Woods

A school vacation break with my kid. We wanted to visit the snow so we headed to the Sierras. Spent the first night high up on a mountainside in sleeping bags in the back of the truck while rain pounded down on the shell a foot above us. It made for mad rushing rivers. The […]

Ode to Solitude

By Alexander Pope. Circa 1700. Long a favorite. Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest! […]

MontaƱa de Oro

A nice place to go. Went to this State Park, about 2 miles south of Los Osos, California, yesterday with my daughter and we had a great time. After our recent coast clean up (see my last post) it was beautiful. Honestly though, I don’t remember the park any other way. “The park’s name, ‘Mountain […]

Hi Valley

This is a hike that I’ve only walked a few times, yet it’s a beauty. The first time, I discovered it quite by accident years ago. No signs or marker, just a thin trail I happened to notice meekly winding it’s secretive way through the grassy woodland until it was lost from view. I took […]

Stone

I wrote this once and have kept it but didn’t know what else I could do with it. It’s sort of a rambling trail of thoughts I had one day when I considered rocks and all of the long history, the many transformations they go through over time. My apologies for its seeming unfinshedness. But […]

A Tribute to Loren Eiseley

Though I’ve read the works of a number of naturalists, Loren Eiseley* is my favorite. The man was gifted with a way of writing that called out faintly from that dark immensity, the vast sweep of time. Like me, he was a walker, but his were through the long ages as a keen observer, a […]

Remembering Ruddy

I had him for 15 1/2 years. One of nine he was, at two months he was a pup the size of a cat. He thought that when I looked him and his siblings over there at the pound that I’d choose another, so he stayed in the back, looking forlorn. And so I chose […]