travel
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My local creek is the site of a foreign invasion. You wouldn’t know to look at it; it seems like an ordinary urban creek, full of jagged rocks, algae, and litter; maybe some ducks skimming along the top. But according to the bright yellow sign by the bridge, there may be thousands of invaders lurking
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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
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Shades of turquoise, burgundy and gold abound in the Norwegian archipelago of Lofoten.
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… and Vikings be old.
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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.
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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 