Do you know of a place near where you live, a place you consider an “escape,” and without fail, can, after a time, leave feeling refreshed and more alive? Meet the King: His highness is nestled off the road among acres of holiday trees, the trail to which never meets a road. In other words,…
Would Orlando have happened had the shooter heard the letter? I remember it very clearly. It was slightly darker than normal, and it was patchy, maybe even flaky. It looked like dirt, and was all over the child’s neck. It went far from unnoticed. The child had short hair, and, as with anything in plain…
She said something mysterious the other day. She is Margaret, and while most people call her by her given name, Maggie flows well, there in the title. In her younger days they called her Maggie, Margie, Margy, or Marg; most often, it was Margaret. Those who know her now, though, know she goes by Margaret.…
On an almost 99 degree day this past weekend, this was our escape (and reward). Enjoy! One of Oregon’s finest trails, this is off of Rho Ridge trail in the Mt. Hood National forest. It’s also one we’d never hiked. It’s about 4 1/2 miles, and only slightly challenging for me (due to fussy feet.…
Update: I wrote the following a year ago after a friend suffered a horrible loss. It sat in Drafts, unpublished, until today. Sweet baby girl would have been a year old. The baby passed away Saturday. It is Monday, two days later. It is easier to write the facts because the feelings get tangled somewhere…
finding merle 