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Port Town Zen

I left Bellingham for Port Townsend knowing I’d be writing something for my blog while there. As I was waiting for my ferry, I posted on Facebook that “my soul is happy.” And it was, as it always is, when I spend time in that coastal town. My place I knew what I was...

Tiny, Particular Acts

Posting a blog is a presumptuous act—some reflection, a few hours of writing/scratching out/rewriting, and then the text goes out. Even when what I post is tempered by “this is how I see it,” language, it’s a bold act to put ideas out for others to read. In my most...

Step Lively

I began my website, “So It Seems,” in April of 2020; my first blog post appeared within days. At that time, #45 was heading into his fourth year in office. We were less than thirty days into the pandemic that still controls our lives. George Floyd was murdered one...

And Start All Over Again

Friday night is date night in our family. During this pandemic time, that has most often meant playing Scrabble. Truth be told, Linda is a much better player than I, winning at least 75% of the time. I’m known as the good sport in the family. Last Friday I played the...

Roses Are Red

I feel at home in a bookstore—I am at home in a bookstore. One Monday I was reporting to a co-worker on my weekend. “I only had four hours in Powell’s City of Books to look around.” He, obviously not a kindred spirit, said, “How the heck could you spend four hours in...

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