Vashon Island: One Day I Drifted Ashore…
Discovering Vashon Island
Journeys rarely make sense and mine is no exception. Lucky for me, I drifted ashore on Vashon Island, a sweet spot moored in the middle...
For the Record: My Neighbor Dan Is the Man
Or The Day Big Red Refused to Move
Happier times: A man and his new riding mower...vroom, vroom
No doubt my neighbor and friend Dan has...
You Can’t Judge a Man by His Topper
After a fine evening in West Seattle with friends, I found myself on the Fauntleroy dock awaiting the 10:20 p.m. ferry to Vashon. Wind...
After the Storm: Two Days Lost, Two Days Found
Where there's a will there's a way: survival depends on hot coffee.
Mother Nature provided a reality check this week, dispatching an arctic storm that...
To Everything There Is a Season (Well, Kinda)
He who knows the right time to put up a hammock...
Should also know it's also a cue to take down the Christmas lights.
One year ago: Sprouting...
Commute With a View, When Daylight and Clouds Allow
It's a dark and lonely commute by ferry in the winter (as seen on the covered bow deck)
Light at last! April 15, 2009 at 0623...
