Category: writing

  • Coming Out of the Dark

    Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. -Rainer Maria Rilke Last night at sunset, I sat on a driftwood log and listened to a chorus of frogs. I burrowed deep into my jacket, cold but happy for the extra hour of daylight. Below me, the site of last summer’s campfires […]

  • In Search Of:

    Since last winter I’ve been researching the life of a Shoalwater Bay artist I met many years ago when I first came to Tokeland. His name was Eugene Landry. I’m sharing an article I wrote for a local newspaper about my search for Gene’s art. This is just the beginning. I’ll be sharing progress (and […]