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.
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.
Almost an inch of rain from a rare late May series of storms. Today at 7am, I stuck my head … More
Today is Cinco de Mayo. As usual, up with the morning sun, I step out on my south porch to … More
Epiphany. The moment when the brain leaps out of its self imposed boundaries. A rare moment. A good moment. A … More
My wife and I were on a trip to Australia and Tasmania in the 1980’s. It was centered around the … More
My home, outside of Winters, California, is like the place in Africa where man was born. We named it Savanna … More