More than Anything

More than Anything

Bright stabs of sun filter through the fig tree, the plants glow with every shade of green while a blue-sky circling buzzard looks for dinner. It all feels so alive. There’s gotta be a story here. And a gardener is clipping and raking, as scents of fresh earth...
Some Kind of Magic

Some Kind of Magic

In the ‘70s, I lived with three roommates in a rental house in a Denver suburb. We set up the communal stereo on a shelf supported by cinderblocks in the living room, and it became the heart of the home. My crazy graveyard-shift job gave me time alone in the house...
Concurrent Connection

Concurrent Connection

Monterey Bay, Pacific Grove, California That’s the second time today I turned my head and caught someone staring at me or turning away. It happens the other way too. I’ll look at someone, maybe they remind me of somebody or have an attractive quality, and...
Two Words

Two Words

El Carmelo Cemetery, Pacific Grove, California   I had a New Year’s Day missive written and ready to go about a shiny wetness that covered the outside world from the night’s rain, a chill-filled house, and a kind of relief that hung with me. It...
Anti-Scrooge?

Anti-Scrooge?

Toyon Berries, California Native   I’m not really qualified to write about the holiday season, having been a Scrooge most of my adult life. However, I do like getting together with family and friends, and of course, who doesn’t enjoy colored lights....
Stringless Kites

Stringless Kites

Monterey Bay, Monterey California   It was in the forties this morning when I pushed my bike into the street. As I dropped down the hill towards town and built speed, the wind cut through my jacket like ice. The wharf was abandoned save for a vendor setting up to...