All at once, everything starts to dance—the spruce trees sway, the aspen leaves rattle, my ears become coils of twisting air—until the wind moves on and I’m left wondering what exactly it was that touched me. … More what the wind does
Friday at sunrise, I found myself on a prop plane headed from Vancouver Island back to the mainland, where I caught a flight south. It was eerie that day, the ribbon of Highway 5 unspooling so quickly underneath me, like a time-lapse film in reverse. … More yvr : pdx : sfo
A new phase of this trip began today when I left my car on Vashon Island. It’s now tucked away on my aunt’s property where it will stay for a month while I continue traveling north. … More owlish in seattle
A miner named Daniel A. Jenks made this drawing of Yreka, California in 1860. That was right around the time my great-great-great-grandparents arrived in town. … More yreka
Sometime in the 1970s, Stewart met with a famous psychic who told him he had an orange aura. Supposedly, one of the chief features of orange-aura-people is procrastination. The psychic said Stewart would always put things off until the last possible moment, but then he’d do a great job. Based on that characteristic alone, I could tell you that my aura … More what color is your aura?
The hills here at home are turning gold and every day someone asks when we’re going to Alaska. Unlike last year’s big adventure, I won’t head north until summer’s almost over, at the tail-end of August. Stewart will go earlier, but I have two reasons for waiting. … More summer is coming