Let me begin with a scenario: Imagine that you have broken your lower arm bone; your radius in this case.…
Paddling Hopefully: Against the Wind—Both Ways
I struck out on the no-wake branch of Lake Ray Hubbard, pushing my new touring kayak, Sofie, out of ankle-deep…
The Depressed Mind: Speaking to Self-Hatred, Suicidal Ideation, and Isolation (Trigger Warning)
I have not been actively suicidal in some time but I have been thinking about the topic a lot. A…
Another Fog Season, Another Town: Denial of Responsibility in Abusive Relationships
Fog softened the land in North Texas this morning. Mornings like this are common down at the Texas coast this…
Moving On: Letting Go of My PFD
Repost: Originally Published 2 January 2022 I’ve been parked in Las Cruces, NM for a month as I did minor…
Gnarly Bark: What Grows Through Adversity
This Texas Live Oak, looking sickly and wounded, having shed most of her leaves earlier than her cohorts, and stunted…
To Be Empty: No Anchor, Floating With Cargo
TW: This was written in a deep depression. The storage room at the coast is empty. The physical cargo has…
Letting the Light In Again
I am settled again in a tiny park on a creek far from the sprawling North Platte river of Nebraska.…
Dallas Stopover: Transcendent Love or Perpetual Friendship
July 4, 2022 This city is largely uninspiring for me. Like the mountains, it feels confining. Its fast pace exhausts…
The Point of Trees
I want to climb this tree. This tree sits in the middle of the quiet (for now) loop in which…