Essays


Signs of Decay, Signs of Life

I took my twin sons to visit my parents this Saturday, a weekly two hour trip we take to spend the day. My toddler sons love going to visit Mimi and Paw Paw each week, and we spend most of the daylight hours outside in their big backyard. My parents’ house has an enclosed back […]

Green: After Five Years of Drought

After five years of drought, I had forgotten about the restorative effects of green. Living on the western slope of the Sierra surrounded by evergreens, I thought I remembered. The large, drought-resistant ponderosa pines and the incense-cedars growing near the cabin where I live led me to believe the mountain landscapes flourished in spite of […]

Sanctum: A Horse Ride on South Dartmoor

Negotiating the winding track to the moor is always the hardest part. The peaty water rushes off the beacon polishing the large slabs of granite as it gushes down towards the village. Here, it unknowingly meets the River Erme and begins its winding passage to Bigbury Bay where it disperses amid a restless and weary […]

Unfurling

“Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning.” A single line of poetry by John O’Donohue, plucked from a reading on a cool spring night. I see a fern, delicate in the woods, fuzzy-bright and pure green among last year’s oak leaves. It is curled in on itself in the cool sunshine, waiting for just the […]