That’s what we called Loki, our German Shepherd housemate, partner, and inspiration. Between Friday’s walk and Sunday dawn, she passed...

After so much rain earlier this month, our waterways are jubilant. A week ago Loki and I walked a trail we’ve only done once before, in...

Yesterday was our 52nd anniversary. To celebrate, I revisited a ridge above the South Fork, our first search in El Dorado County, almost...

I celebrated February 14 with a hike on the highest stretch of El Dorado Trail, a segment I hadn’t been able to walk yet. Loki and I...

Yesterday Loki and I walked the edge of a big vacant field waiting to be developed – a place we walked last May, with signs posted:...

Here’s a late start to my new year’s posting. It’s been raining and everywhere my dog and I walk the mosses and lichens are rejoicing....

Tomorrow is International Human Rights Day. We'll celebrate upcountry - for a poetry workshop assignment. Human right to roam... with...

For years Hatch and I lived a mile from National Forest and often trained our dogs there - near where the 2021 Caldor Fire started. It...

In this season when the veil between living and dead seems most permeable, I happened on a poem I wrote 20 years ago for our old dog...

Halloween and Día de los Muertos side by side on Main Street this year, and Sugar Skull Art Walk in two of our galleries to honor the...

The chance of seeing a solar eclipse always seems to draw me up the mountain – up what we called Iron Mountain Road, the Mormon Emigrant...

Tomorrow is anniversary of the Loma Prieta earthquake (magnitude 6.9), October 17, 1989. Hatch and I with our dogs Pepper and Roxy...

Saturday was a Celebration of Life for Hatch, with extended family coming from opposite ends of our West Coast and some old-time searcher...

Yesterday was 38 years since the Mexico City earthquake of 1985, when we and our dogs joined the search for survivors as part of an ad...

Not long ago Loki and I walked the Institute of Forest Genetics grounds - open to the public again after winter storms. The place I...

is what I envisioned. It started out well…. Afterward, several crumpled drafts of poem, I decided to let Loki tell it; I transcribed as...

After the Caldor Fire, and then so much snow last winter in the high country, some roads were slow to re-open; but I promised myself a...

Could this doe be the fawn who was born here, in woods just beyond our house? She certainly makes herself at home, especially in my...

My doctor’s-orders daily walk (with 11 ½ year old Loki, since her vet ordered the same for her) takes us many different places. We’ve...

Yesterday the Pony Express Re-Ride left Old Town Sacramento on schedule, 2 p.m. I drove down Green Valley to witness a hand-off of the...