I’m still my same old stuck in the mud self that I’ve always been. But. Someone else around here is changing with the wild vibrancy of a kaleidoscope. A year…
Paper Doll Tales Posts
I dropped off Little Friend at college today. For eons, I’ve watched with dread as this inevitable day approached, and now it’s finally here. She’s up and left my life…
Here’s my essay on why I raced tide and time to grab one last glimpse of Orcas Island. It’s as we’re leaving, the ferry pulling away from the dock with…
A sweet little forget-me-knot sterling silver ring and a trio of wool felt menagerie heads. A quick glance through Capitol Hill’s neighborhood website throws these twee nuggets into my path, and I…
Kirkland is not the type of town to need a “How do you do” type of introduction from a guidebook. It’s the type of town that walks right up to…
The bridge from Mercer Island into downtown Seattle dips, inexplicably, down toward the water, as if the asphalt sank in humble obeisance toward the wild beauty of the water, or…