The mountains in us

May 13, 2013 Uncategorized

Another season of gathering is here, only this one takes place not indoors around stoves and fireplaces, but out in open spaces. Instead of wrapping blankets around ourselves, we spread them on the ground and lay back with our eyes wide to the heavens. This is the season that reverts everyone back to their 8-year-old selves, floods us all with a heart-punching nostalgia for the simplicity of being young and dirty and half-clothed and free.

Together and alive

April 1, 2013 Uncategorized

I have no dramatic, weird or suspenseful tales to tell about the weekend, in which we traded our city, finally glittering with what is always a deceptively bright and warm early Spring, for the basalt columns of the Frenchman Coulee and its bone-dry, shadeless basins. No mishaps, no injuries, no wrong trails. It was pretty boringly idyllic, and that was okay with us.

Of rocks and talismans

March 28, 2013 Uncategorized

I finally went to Vegas and I didn’t gamble a single penny. Not on cards or dice, anyways. Nor with money, because the money was pointedly spent on the plane ticket from Seattle without a shred of doubt or remorse. What I gambled on was the possibility of losing my composure, on throwing responsibility out the window and letting go of all focus as we sped away from the buildings and flashing lights and toward the blood-red megaliths rising fromRead More