writer. photographer. drinker of coffee.
Whenever I peruse the woods and shore at Matthews Beach, just a few yards from the residential creek that so captured my attention several years ago, I hope to find something interesting and significant half-buried in the sand or nestled beneath the frothy fern fronds and ivy roots. Luckily, I have found many interesting items…
For when it’s just “wet” out there!
A woman's foray into solo camping goes just as expected... magnificently!
Sequim is the crown jewel of lavender in Washington state, and it's easy to see why!
An invasive weed, a glorious golden hue; seed pods that crack, and we can never go back...
I remember the first time I read the word “licorice fern.” It was stamped clearly into the stone wall of one of the staircases at Multnomah Falls. I had recently emigrated to the west side of Oregon from the high desert of the east side of the state, for school, so I was taking every…
Shades of turquoise, burgundy and gold abound in the Norwegian archipelago of Lofoten.
Contemplations in sleepy town of Gryllefjord, empty after the summer season.
I had the day to myself. Jim had gone off on another boat trip, but I elected to stay behind today. The boat yesterday didn't agree with me, and after days of travel, hiking, and boat-tripping, I needed a day to just... be. I knew I'd probably miss out on polar bears, so I walked…
How did fossils of tropical trees and plants make their way onto an artic archipelago? They didn't - it moved up north!
Anna A. Snook 