We live in the southernmost corner of the West Edge on a cul-de sac street that runs down a ridge between two canyons. If I walk up the ...

Someone – if I could remember who, they’d be so damn sorry – mentioned the idea of downsizing. You know, selling your nice, comfo...

[This was last year, thank God] It’s Christmas Eve and I have no cilantro.   If there were any other ingredient I could l...

              The finches are back. A flitting, chattering flock of tiny green birds appears in the elm outside my office windows at t...

My friend Lisa just posted a link to an essay she wrote back in March of 2012 about whether great (or even good) art (writing) somewha...

We are coming up on Highest Fire Threat time, mid- to late October. Since I wrote the piece below we have lived through almost five late ...

Last night I was opening saved blog posts from the writing/mag site where I started posting back in 2009 because the site is closing for goo...