My last post was nine months ago?! Time compresses when I’m busy. Weed-eating, a new little battery-op chainsaw, Snowline visits, packing...

Long time no post. Time plays tricks, especially since lockdown. Here’s a ghazal as apology: A Letter for the Future from Now It’s Indian...

It was shining misty in my eyes as I drove to Placerville. Under its auspices we read poems on “Bring back the light, winter’s solstice...

for a piece of Eldorado NF not far from where we lived for 24 years, where we hiked, explored, and trained our search-and-rescue dogs. We...

For WakaFest150 – June 2019, celebration of the arrival of Japanese colonists at Wakamatsu Farm in 1869 – we had a “wishing tree” of...

Saturday was Open Farm Day at Wakamatsu Farm, with theme of Gratitude. And daughter Heather and daughter-in-law Dana were visiting....

What She Left Us Pick up the shredded papers, news in wads the puppy would bat from door to hall. So catlike in her mischief-chase, at...

Here’s an old poem refurbished like looking back at a mountain already hazed by distance: October 31 Tonight I dress in bones for the boy...

At Friday’s Living History Cemetery Tour I “met” Nancy Ross Gooch (1811-1901), portrayed by Sarina Krastev. Here’s a poem: On Course Born...

I’m getting ready for a Living History Cemetery Tour, benefit for our local Save the Graves. I took the tour in 2019 (last year was...

Arriving at Wakamatsu Farm early for Indigenous Peoples’ Day, I walked the trail along pond’s edge the way the egret flew. The Pond This...

Here’s a poem in honor of last Sunday’s 100 Thousand Poets for Change, and for this coming Saturday’s Indigenous People’s Day at...

Yesterday we drove South County – our home for almost a quarter century, where the Caldor Fire just roared through. Here’s a poem from a...

The Caldor Fire cut short my summer aspen wanderings. Right now, one of the hot spots is threatening (or has burned) some of the groves....

The Caldor Fire broke out August 14 in the Middle Fork Cosumnes canyon not far from where Hatch and I lived for 24 years. The house he...

Did the Basque sheepherders find pasture in high meadows west of Carson Pass? Scouting some of the aspen groves, I’ve found lots of bear...

Looking forward to Marking Their Trail exhibition at Confidence Firehouse Gallery later this month, I wanted to scout out aspen groves...