Our eyes were searching the sandy beach, hyper focused on the grainy landscape looking for tiny bits of plastic. Normally our attention...

“For twenty-three years now I have gazed at Mt. Rainier when her mischievous modesty prompts her to show a bit of herself above the...

A couple of Septembers ago my daughter and I sat on a fallen tree that made a bridge across a local salmon stream. We settled there, legs...