I was tired from biking the boards, trudging sand, chasing whales. As I rode home, I hoped I wouldn’t see another whale because—I’d have to stop—again. No matter how tired, thirsty, or […]
I was tired from biking the boards, trudging sand, chasing whales. As I rode home, I hoped I wouldn’t see another whale because—I’d have to stop—again. No matter how tired, thirsty, or […]
In my previous essay I spoke of watching for whales when I spotted a hat. It begged for a photo, so I stopped and asked the young lady beneath it, “Do you […]
It’s a new turn on this blue globe, for you, gentle readers, and this big kid. I see these new days of ours with fresh eyes. So the winter beach spreads before […]
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