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The Barred Owl Dilemma
1,342 wordsWhen the winds come, and the branches swing, the owl moves with them. He blinks, puffing out his spotted wings. All the forest sings. There is the throaty chant of his mate. Coo-coo-coo-coo-roo, dropping in pitch at the end. Across the creek, two owlets sit atop tree-ferns dying brown for the summer. High in the…
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White-Tailed Tropicbird
387 wordsI love Oregon, but I know I’m meant to live in Hawaii, or another tropical place. I’ve known this since the moment I first swam in the ocean in Waikiki as a fourteen year-old; when I first floated on my back and felt the colors of the sky drain into me. I’m going to live here someday, I…
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A Walk
396 wordsYesterday I went for a walk, and the world was mine. It was just me and my dog; the only two people in the river’s sight, the only two people ever to live. Heavy water spread in waves against mudded cliffs. Their sound was cylinders, wind chimes. Always we looked past the houses lining the…
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Foraging: A Local Food Solution
951 wordsMy best guess is that you’ve never eaten a dandelion. Now, I don’t mean this in an offensive way— I just mean that most people have never had the delight of plucking one of those yellow flowers from the grass and grinding it between their teeth. Dandelions (taraxacum officinale) are among the most notorious weeds,…
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