From the Mountains above the Applegate River

            Mike handed me his jumper cables and explained carefully how to use them, including telling me how the electricity goes from on...

            The Applegate is going to pot.             It used to be ranches and farms. When I first arrived, in 1972, the Krause...

            Last weekend I hiked a new trail that ends, or in my case, begins, just up the mountain from my house. It follows a...

            Yesterday I saw a flock of tiny birds emerge from the top of a tree, as scattered as bread crumbs tossed in...

            Yesterday, after more than a decade of not playing my guitar, I had a lesson from my former teacher, Ray ...

           Today is my sister Linda's birthday.  She's eighteen months older than I, and she has Lewy body dementia. She l...

            Before I made a trip to Eugene last fall, I decided I should have snow tires put on my highway car, the Ya...