Three thoughts from road tripping from Port Townsend, WA to Santa Maria, CA and back again on Highway 101. 1. Sand beneath fingernails is one of the most uncomfortable feelings I know. But I put up with it for the sensation of running my hands through it; hot, dry sand that you pile on top … Continue reading Sand, salt, bark
By now we've all heard of it: that abstract giant mass of garbage, three times the size of France that's floating out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. The Garbage Island, or the Great Pacific Garbage Patch. We're worried about it, collectively, especially when we think of all those cute otters and seals choking … Continue reading What Is In the Ocean?
I've been reading the book Can't and Won't by Lydia Davis. I have also been going to the beach almost every day. So I decided to try and chronicle some of my beach trips in a Davis-like style. Beach Day 1: To whoever keeps throwing glass bottles into the ocean: Do you break them first … Continue reading Treasure Hunting
