From Home

I drive away again from the place I’ve always called home but this time I’m driving to somewhere instead of just from. Winter came late this year and maybe it’s okay to let seasons match souls. There’s a flat road expanse beneath the beeline of in between. I think I’ve realized there’s no perfect button, … More From Home

Tools

While on the Main Salmon River this summer, I found myself on a yellow raft with two guide gals and a guest, talking and reminiscing about art and community and creating. From that conversation stemmed a series of collaborative poems and art. I crafted words and my dear friend Jazzy developed the phenomenal illustrations. You … More Tools

Didn’t We Just?

Another morning and I’m sitting on a dory — a newer sensation — but this time the Tuolumne perches on a trailer around the side of the Idaho boathouse instead of on a sand and gravel mixture buffeted by water. This time I don’t have to go cook breakfast, go clean up camp, go wrangle … More Didn’t We Just?