Sockeye & Me: Two Journeys Cross Paths
Like so many of our neighbors, I was drawn to Port Townsend by saltwater and sawdust, and by the amazing wooden boats that blend...
PT & Me: Living the Good Life in a Bubble
Some 40 years before the Pandemic, I climbed aboard my 21-foot wooden sloop in Seattle and groped north up fogbound Puget Sound, headed for...
Kathy Francis: Nothing Matters But the People
By Bob Francis
A disciple told Confucius one day that he was thinking of moving and asked for his advice. The Master said, "Don't choose the...
PT & ME: A LOVE LETTER
Dearest Port Townsend,
In this time of pandemic, and the first cancellation of the Wooden Boat Festival in 44 years, I’m in mourning. An...
The Deep Sanity of Living in a Co-Housing Village
By Brad Matsen
In the winter of 2019, my sweetheart and I moved into a fifty-five-and-over co-housing community on the western slope of Morgan...
How I found Port Townsend
By Allison Arthur
Telling stories, changing stories
All I remember is that it was hot and I wanted to get home and off U.S. Highway...