Learning to Lie
Three years ago, my lovely man died after many years of living with every possible indignity Alzheimer’s could throw at him. We faced it...
My Wooden Boat is a House
(from Chapter 14 La Finca, Love, Loss, and Laundry on a Tiny Puerto Rican Island)
In honor of the opening of the Port Townsend Wooden Boat...
Heaven in St. Joe
Several summers running Vaughn and Burlused to take Byrd on all-night fishing expeditionsin the old flatbed Ford. They would fish the banksof the Grand...
The Center of Buoyancy – Book Review
Long time readers of The Rainshadow Journal will likely remember the wonderful vignettes that Port Townsend's Diana Talley rolled out in the last two...
The Green Duesenberg
In my family albums there is a photo of a smiling older woman standing next to one of the world's most admired cars of...
The Mis- & Un-Adventures of my So-Called Adventurous Life
Staying calm around bears & capsizing kayaks near Port Nellie Juan
We were anchored in a long narrow inlet yesterday.
The morning was cloudy and wet,...
Standing Rock: Foreshadowing Minneapolis?
On the day after Trump was first elected president in November 2016, I left home to drive the 1400 miles to the Standing Rock...











