You can’t be depressed riding a bike.
Thanks goodness it’s a downhill ride to my work and most drivers are patient as I peddle through the intersections at a tortoise pace. Continue reading
You can’t be depressed riding a bike.
Thanks goodness it’s a downhill ride to my work and most drivers are patient as I peddle through the intersections at a tortoise pace. Continue reading
I discovered that family names can be invented, forgotten and even lost in the branches of the family tree. Continue reading
The trouble with mental catch, Adam Gopnik writes, is that the ball you throw changes in mid-air into another.
Gopnik is speaking metaphorically in his short story The Rookie. He’s telling his son a bedtime tale and the intent gets turned around because the lad interprets the story differently than intended. Continue reading
The PR flacks are earning their salaries this week as Beacon Press promotes a new book that reveals the backstory about how owner George Preston Marshall refused to integrate the Washington DC football team called The Redskins. Continue reading
Summer is waning in the Pacific Northwest. It’s getting darker earlier. The morning chill of autumn is right around the corner. I avoid planning for the fall blues and instead try to live in the moment. Continue reading
When I visited Cascade Locks this summer I found a half-dozen booths where salmon was sold alongside fresh cherries, just picked that morning. One of the fishers, a young Yakama man, said that he didn’t feel strongly about the sea lions. “They have to eat, too,” he grinned. Continue reading
I identify with the bear people as revealed in yesterday’s blog: the feeling is woven through my genes but not in my daily life. Every day I think and write about salmon, the focus of my current study about how discourse about salmon and indigenous tribes unfolds. Continue reading
A recent radio story talked about how a man approached a wild bear because he wanted take a photo with him and the bear. Continue reading