Have you heard? Seattle has been under a deep freeze for as long as I can remember... Here is a story about a recent experience I had with it.
It is how tall I am. How deep you are buried when you die. How far from each other we are supposed to be. It is also the name of an impromptu jazz band that sprung up Thursday afternoon at Green Lake park. 6 feet Staying inside on a sunny, 60 degree spring day in... Continue Reading →
Sharing a few photos from the last few days. An upside of staying home is being able to capture spring blooming in my Seattle neighborhood of Green Lake. I hope you enjoy these photos. Southwestern view of Green Lake. Yay daffodils! New leaves on the weeping willow. https://videopress.com/v/SSTrBPfz?preloadContent=metadata Ducklings!!!
Screen grab of page in the Wayback machine. My first publication is on a now defunct page on the Worldwide Web, seattlewritergrrls.org. The date sometime in 2004. The title: The Oprah Prize. You can read it by following this link. It isn't good writing, but it is writing nonetheless. And published writing at that. I... Continue Reading →
The thrill of Alaska starts before the plane lands. Flying into Juneau on a clear day is like having a seat on a large, special access tour bus. As the plane maneuvers over Gastineau channel between islands and peninsulas that look like mounds of submerged forestland, you can scan the shoreline for bears or harbor... Continue Reading →