Getting Outside
Getting Outside Saturday: A Haiku in Snow
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Getting Outside Saturday: The Feel Good
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The gondola car, packed full, makes a rough landing at the top of Heavenly, swinging from side to side from a one-handed grip on the thick cable, and bumping at intervals into the long length of dock before settling. There is a dramatic pause, waiting for the doors. I adjust my goggles as if I’m an X-Games contender. It’s a powder day in Steamboat, and I’m about to get my feel good. Continue reading →
Getting Outside Saturday: First Snow (a photo haiku)
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Getting Outside Saturday: Name That City!
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Cities from the air, Atlanta to Boston. Can you name any of them? A couple are obvious, a couple more I couldn’t guess. Positioned in order from Atlanta at the top. Guesses and rationales invited, as it drives me crazy when I don’t know! Window seat for me…
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Getting Outside Saturday: Where’s Bildo?
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A “Where’s Bildo” haiku (guess all three and win an all-expenses paid virtual trip to KGB Bar for my reading tomorrow):
Getting Outside Saturday (and Sunday): Bill and Dave go Camping
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Hewlitt River Marsh (behind Dave’s house)
Getting Outside Saturday: Where’s Bildo?
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Getting Outside Saturday: A Pacific Northwest Renga
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Snoqualmie Valley from Rattlesnake Ridge
Last week I was in Tacoma for PNBA, which is the Pacific Northwest Booksellers Association meeting, a great gathering of independent bookstore people from a great region for independent bookstores. I gave a talk at a luncheon in company of four other writers, all wonderful, and heard breakfast talks by four more, plus drinks galore the night previous. My sister Carol lives up in Snohomish, so I drove up there for a night (and managed not to take any photos, sadly!), then back down to Seattle to visit my college roommate, Bob Meyer. We met 41 years ago. “You don’t get many 41-year increments,” Bobby said. Amazing that we lived past 19, when you hear the stories we have to tell! Continue reading →
