Beauty in Simplicity
It’s cold outside… We bundle up for our walk, and are soon rewarded with expressions of beauty in the simplest of things. Out front of a Tiny House, below the…
Glimpses of Hope and Beauty
It’s cold outside… We bundle up for our walk, and are soon rewarded with expressions of beauty in the simplest of things. Out front of a Tiny House, below the…
Being outdoors always reminds me that there is a pace which has nothing to do with our politics, our preoccupations, or our worries… it is the pace of the natural…
So, I’ve been walking and taking pictures for seven months of these Covid and Trump times… My goal has been to share a post every Sunday morning. This week, I’m…
This morning, I’m resting a slightly injured leg… So, after the shortest of walks, I have just one picture to share, with a few thoughts that come to mind. When…
Winding my way from our house on the hill, I walk down into town this morning, and then out to where the Almeda fire started three weeks ago. The rooster…
This morning, I’m looking for a quiet place… A place where all the noise is gone. Politicians are rendered speechless… Liars are silenced… Bearers of news are diverted……
A week ago this morning, wildfire struck our town of Ashland, and three neighboring communities in Southern Oregon. The fire started in Ashland, down the hill from us and across…
We spent the past week camping near Bandon, on the Southern Oregon coast. Before sunrise one morning, we started to walk the environs of shore and town. High above the…