We wanted hardwood floors, a fireplace, room for a garden, and overall, character. We wanted a fixer to change how we saw fit. A fixer, by default, I suppose, meant a non-HOA neighborhood, a detail also fine with us. We found such a structure on an almost quarter acre; a very large canvas, or lump […]
I live in the Pacific Northwest. I have lived here always. The PNW, especially western Washington, is a place of exquisite natural beauty. When the sun shines with a crystal blue sky, everything below green green green, it takes my breath away. Still. After all these years. To maintain the green, however, we live with rain. […]
The name Trail’s End originated with my Father in law. It stuck.
Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale… Gilligan’s Island. I can name that tune in 4 notes. Much of our experience at Trail’s End felt very much like being castaways on a remote deserted island. No phone, no lights no motor cars, Not a single luxury, Like Robinson Crusoe, As primitive as can […]
The 2-lane state highway, bordered by Big Leaf maples, Douglas fir, and Thuja plicata, the non-cedar western red cedar, tightly hugged the edge of the hill, resisting, perhaps, the urge to let go, to give into the pull of the fertile river valley running parallel. We had driven this road many times, the green bubble […]
Spouse and I moved far enough away so visitors had to commit, but our commute didn’t suffer. We found a house on acreage, a remnant of a former faith-based co-housing community, tucked on a perch above the Tolt River. The house had the feel of add-on. Not from well-thought-out design, I could never be sure which […]
Raised By Wolves 