My outfit took a turn toward spywear, an appropriate expression of my personality. I found an African metal object in my box of odd accessories, stuck it on the coat as a badge, and became a Victorian paranormal operative. Continue reading
Tag Archives: Port Townsend
Good Smells Survey
Since you couldn’t be here with me, I’ll send you some things to smell. Continue reading
Wooden Boats
One of my wiser friends said, “Trees live to give.” This weekend I turn from the sad remembrance of fallen comrades and concrete to wander and gaze at the beauty and resilience of wood. Continue reading





