Looking down. Looking up.

April 3, 2012. Wildwood Trail. Forest Park I won Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band’s record ‘Against the Wind’ when I was in grade school by telling a joke on the radio. It went something like this: How is walking on ice like playing music? If you don’t see sharp, you’ll be flat. Get… Continue reading Looking down. Looking up.

Great Leaps of Time

Neskowin, Ore. I just realized that I’m still stunned by the incredible beauty of watching wave after wave crash into the powerful remnants of an ancient forest. Trees that stood tall, some say, 2000 years ago. Trees that collapsed into the ocean, perhaps, after an earthquake. Their torsos, their hips, their knees preserved by salt… Continue reading Great Leaps of Time