Fly in spring
Fly in spring. Late spring. Fly over new planted prairie grain fields and you’ll spot your tartan crest. Fly over mountains and you’ll spy hidden la...
Category: Beauty
The green canvas chair
The sun is coming up over the roof of the cabin. Light through the trees, trees in half-leaf–and through the spruce. I’ve just revived the fire that...
Cannon Beach oracles
Under the Oregon blue sky lives the Pacific. At its edge–between scores of capes and smaller spits of land–are broad 20-mile swaths of white sand. B...