A good use for what many consider “waste.”
My friend Vince taught me a lot about wine, and a lot about life.
Sunshine, rain, and everything in between. Spring is on its way.
Fishing alone in New Zealand’s South Island, I experienced a “New Zealand Brown Trout” kind of day.
It may not be fall, but this story captures the buzz of activity that animates each season here in northern California.
My poem “Nature’s Child,” which I wrote for my daughter Lyndsay after the birth of her daughter Dezla.
A dangerous moment, a devoted coyote.
CHANCE: a love note To nature, to truth and beauty, to new experiences. And to you. I hand you this … More
I just came in from a pre-twilight hammock rest and meditation, carrying my light blanket and pillow. One of our … More
Almost an inch of rain from a rare late May series of storms. Today at 7am, I stuck my head … More