This post exists simply to announce, I made a tip jar! It’s down there at the bottom of the page, the mason jar with pink hearts in it. Please don’t feel obligated, but if anyone’s so inclined, you can now leave me a tip. Keep in mind though: this will only encourage more writing and […]Read Post ›
On my list of to-do’s last Friday: posting this phone video I took of a pretty spectacular, and also intimidating, bird sighting last week. But what should’ve taken 15 minutes has taken a week. First I realized I needed to upload the video to YouTube or Vimeo, rather than just upload it to the blog. […]Read Post ›
On climate hustle, climate hope, and taking the climate action heat Dedicated to bicycle advocates worldwide; my dad; and the green Nishiki he gave me rides on before I could pedal I’ve been wanting to say something that’s probably ten disparate posts, but first I’ve got to untangle it all. This is a going to […]Read Post ›
Yesterday, surveying the empty toilet paper aisle at my local Fred Meyer, I was reminded of this Bible verse I was once taught, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns… Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?” One […]Read Post ›
I’m tripping over novels again. I confess: I took one, but didn’t leave one, at Little Free Libraries everywhere, kind of a lot. Add to that the many $5 all-you-can-stuff paper grocery bags full of books with eye-catching covers & persuasive blurbs, hauled home from Friends of the Beaverton Library book & media sales. (Do […]Read Post ›
— this post is dedicated to my cousin’s daughter, with appreciation & hope “The five elements (water, fire, wood, metal, earth) are not always equally predominant; the four seasons make way for each other in turn. There are short days and long; the moon has its periods of waning and waxing.” —The Art of War […]Read Post ›
I My high school chemistry teacher, Mr. Jarl, used to hypothesize the involvement of “god, or whoever you believe in,” as he taught the mysterious phenomena of attraction and architecture of chemical bonds. I loved his phrase and all it evoked. And I love, with abandon, those unexplained events—maybe chemical, maybe magnetic, maybe metaphysical—that have […]Read Post ›
This year—2017—I sensed, early on, it’d be the kind of year that would go best if I gave the horse her head & let her run. I was starting a full-time job, snow had stalled the Pacific Northwest, we were about to have this new… president. So I loosened the reins. I left my stash […]Read Post ›
Yesterday was the Holiday Cheer book fair at the Oregon Historical Society. I was there with my book of poetry & Portland photography, and I can’t believe, after nearly 20 years in Oregon, more than 10 of which were in Portland, that I’d never been to OHS! Please go sometime, if you haven’t been—it’s a […]Read Post ›
Rediscovered these first lines to a novel I once started: “It’s hard to know how I got here, where here is, or even how long it’s been. I guess the only thing I know these days are the facts.” I had a pretty good laugh when I came across that little tidbit in my old […]Read Post ›
Naomi Fast 