Staying away from crazed consumers on this Frantic Black Friday. I have a cold to starve, a mouth to feed, a book to read, and a log cabin to build. A bucket full of pieces and a bit of imagination is time well spent compared to queuing up at 3:00 a.m. in front of A…

Will your Thanksgiving feast include a side of the white stuff?

Understanding the way you influence your surroundings. Knowing what you say is being heard, no matter how softly spoken or trivial. Realizing that when you walk away from a place, you’ve altered the manner in which time is kept. “The city is just not the same without you.” A friend’s wistful remark forced me to…

On this Monday of a short holiday week, I shall look at an object, person, situation or place in a totally new perspective. I’ve been going about my business with blinders on and it’s left me feeling off balance. It’s time to clear the fog from my vision and take stock of this mission. I’ll…

Searching for a space that fits just right Light a fire Put my feet up Drink in reflections off frosted glass A word will set the tone For a long stretch of contentment

“Oh no, it’s Thanksgiving. Now we have to eat turkey.” For my friend who grew up in Colombia, turkeys are not a mainstay on the family dinner table. Save for this time of year, the bird doesn’t make an appearance on most folk’s plates anyway. I’d just as soon leave my obligatory holiday slice on…

Early morning musings while downing my coffee. Recollecting spiderweb images from last night’s slumber. Thinking of what to say on a survey about doing things you don’t really want to do. Made mention to some person in charge that improving morale was at the top of The List. Declined an invitation to wash bicycles, but…

For 34 years in Seattle — the entirety of the Mariners' life span — no one was grander, or more beloved, than Niehaus, who died Wednesday of a heart attack at his home in Bellevue. He was 75. via seattletimes.nwsource.com Thanks, Dave for putting your heart and soul into each ball and strike called. My…

We all need to get away from time to time. Daily pressures mount and the body starts getting used to that constant low-grade fatigue. Finding a nook or crevice to squeeze through, transporting you to greener pastures, is a favorite daydream. Wanderlust is a restlessness shared by dog and man alike, and I’m not one…