Trail’s End: The Beginning

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 […]


First House

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 […]