It's been raining nonstop for the past month. But this week was one of the worst yet. Day after day of unrelenting rainfall left me feeling like I might drown in the growing mud puddle surrounding my house. So when the clouds parted Friday afternoon and I saw blue sky for the first time in … Continue reading Jardin Journale: After the rain
If we didn't have winter, would we still feel that immeasurable joy on those first warm, spring days? My job gives me the opportunity to meet and talk with a lot of people. Just last week, I met with a rambunctious crew restoring an old houseboat, talked with a sunny flower farmer, and had lunch … Continue reading Sunny, dreamy
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?
For spring break I brought two of my friends from college to the wild wild west known as Coupeville, WA. They'd never been to the PNW before and so got to experience some special Washington things, such as rain.
I finally got my motorcycle license so it's safe to say that I'm going to have helmet hair all summer. Chumstick Mountain (which comes from the Chinook language and means "painted tree"). Great smells I encountered on my motorcycle ride today: Ocean wind mixed with madrona tree. Freshly tilled soil. Sea salt. Meadow covered w/ … Continue reading Perpetual Helmet Hair