LOVING WILDFLOWERS. That’s what the past twenty-two years has been. Our friend and realtor Louise Judd showed us the elegant home that became our Bed … [Read more...]

UNMOORED, a novel Carving from memory the ground she will stand on, Rennie England returns to the family home in Idaho and begins her journey to … [Read more...]

We compose ourselves in no small part from the landscape we choose as home. For me it was the Douglas fir and lodge pole pines in a meadow of … [Read more...]

My exquisite friend Howard Ringwood has died. He wore his many gifts lightly and he blessed all around him with them. The two of us found somewhere … [Read more...]

Someone who continually inspires me is Dr. Judy Gooch. She doesn't expect you to call her Dr. Gooch; she's Judy to me. She heals with her friendship … [Read more...]

Wonderful breakfast at Wildflowers with Cill's nephew Troy and his son Rex. They drove all night from California, helped us all morning, all the while … [Read more...]

. A seagull was in my bedroom last night, sobbing away. He was there about 40 minutes, the length of time I talked on the phone to my splendid … [Read more...]

Thank you, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, for the magic and the realism and the luminescence and the tenderness and the outrageousness and, always, the … [Read more...]

The sun seems to rise behind my eyes. When I open them, the windows just beyond are already oyster grey, cut with the dark outlines of trees. I lie … [Read more...]

"Melancholy, I think, is a sort of default vagueness, a get-out clause, a smoldering lack of focus. And this netsuke is a small, tough explosion of … [Read more...]