Branching Out

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: What is it with winter?

    All the other other seasons are linked together by bearable, warmer temperatures, tethered to things that are “alive.” We play, we gather, we grow. Days are longer, more sensual. Winter is different, almost separate, in a way.

    It’s here, truly, and I don’t hate it.

    The white stuff is sticking… read more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: Outsiders wanting in

    Arriving in the dark, we parked in a cloud on mud tracks amid falling rain. Visiting family in a tiny Central American mountain town, population 250, our minds were blown — because we’re moving here. Driving through third-world towns and villages, along ridges and valleys cloaked in rainforest, I was… read more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: Hunting for balance and meaning

    Seeing other trucks at the BLM access opening day darn near derailed me. We parked, anyway — mere yards from a rotund, older hunter glassing the opposite ridge — as if. Jittery, we donned our gear and requisite blaze. Walking past a bend to the secret trailhead, seven more trucks… read more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: Call it out

    Scanning the shelves at Lowes, I was already overwhelmed —parts, shapes, sizes, prices; the big box fluorescent lighting; high, industrial ceilings made for raucous acoustics. Through it all, I could hear kids giggling, and then, their dad.

     

    “That’s it! You [f-ing] kids, if I haveread more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: Lessons in life are seasonal

    Decades ago, I lay in my childhood bed watching my Love’s sleeping eyes twitch, the orbs within, racing. He’d moan, or start, and toss. We were recent graduates, road tripping the States in pursuit of a new landing place, our undetermined adult lives ahead of us. We’d met climbing; he,… read more →

  • Locations: Columns Published

    Branching Out: Magic of the Lost Trees

    Once upon a time, a young woman typed the last of data into a computer at a desk in a cubicle back East. The saltwater coursing within her ached to lap at shores of earth, to kiss the trees and touch the sky. 

    She encountered masters on her new… read more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: What could be more important?

    I assumed it was a sobriety check and downshifted. My truck was packed for camping and a bluegrass festival; I would drive through the night. Emergency lights split the darkness, spinning and flashing on a scene so horrific I gasped at the sight. A cow elk — her eyes wide,… read more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: Living into our dreams

    I was a teenager already studying architecture in high school, and I wanted nothing but New York City. I wanted to live on a boat in a marina. I dreamed of tailored mini skirts; long, fitted blazers; and three-inch slingback heels. I would zip about in my charcoal gray Mazda… read more →

  • Locations: Columns, Opinion Published

    Branching Out: Living the enlivening of spring

    I almost drove off the road when I caught sight of the wild Merriam’s turkeys — two or three toms were in full display mating mode. How could you miss them? Sunlit, the ivory and cream bands of their tail fans were incandescent, their regal sway reminiscent of an elk’s… read more →

  • Locations: Columns Published

    Branching Out: Striving and stretching

    Grunting, I doubled into the fence stretcher, pulling barb wire taut again. Mouth full of galvanized staples, I spit one out, both hands occupied. Didn’t know how others did it, so I did it my way and may have looked foolish. Working alone for days on end, I could care… read more →