March 04, 2023
I wake to a scintillating frozen dawn along the Oregon coast. I see ice crystals out my window, as first light accumulates. I have professional reasons for coastal travel, yet I also have a deeper responsibility than work: simply to notice and cherish the day.
I marvel at how much beauty we can experience just by rising a little earlier, or staying a little later, or filling in beauty in the cracks of a… READ MORE
January 19, 2023
Charles Dickens sent me a letter recently. Not directly or personally, of course. He’s been gone longer than I’ve been alive. Yet I marvel at how his words have crossed centuries. Some just ended up in my house, nearly two hundred years after he published them in 1838 and 1839.
I’ll never truly trace how Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby ended up in my hands. It’s an edition published… READ MORE
December 23, 2022
Before a freezing dawn on winter’s leading edge, four of us rise in the dark to celebrate. It’s a beloved friend’s birthday, and she’s invited us to gather for a sunrise hike up her favorite butte. I live within different forests, so I must first travel through icy black to meet the others. Yet I rise easily and joyfully. My ease is a clear reflection of caring, for friends and for the day.
First light… READ MORE