It wasn't a smile. More of a rictus. The basement greyed. The furnace leered. The hot water heater growled. Background noise: it faded when the sump pump screeched its curses. The doll he held for comfort

I grew up on a farm in northern Indiana in the '80s and '90s. I suppose my grandmother was my favorite person. For the usual reasons: she spoiled her grandkids rotten, in all the traditional ways. There

So, it's a girl, Alec thought. That made it worse. The pink smoke billowed impressively out of the firework. Shelly and Jim had only the one, which was less impressive, but he guessed it was enough for

A Golden Oldie – A 2019 rainbow over the soccer field behind Immanuel Baptist Church in Hoquiam, Wash. My Rainbow Girl Katherine pinned her rainbow in her hair. She sat across from me, the first woman

The Lions Club pavilion at Old Cannery Park in Hoquiam, Wash. The pavilion was constructed in 2021, the same year that what used to be just a pot-holed, gravel drive-off was landscaped and paved to become

Last fall I had a photoshoot on the Grays Harbor bay in Hoquiam, Wash. This short clip will complement my Photography Lovers post of that shoot. It took me forever to identify these birds as American wigeons.

My first phone was cordless, still a novelty back in 1999. I bought it for my first apartment at Walmart for probably something like $20. It was an AT&T phone. Back then, four years out of high school,

Ivan Ilavokovich collapsed into the chair and the cushion sighed with the contentment he felt on that Christmas Eve. Life was good. Outside the den the voices of the party came to him. Inside he heard

Merry Christmas!

For this, the third episode of my new video series, "Sunday Morning Sound," I visited the Hoquiam River in my hometown of Hoquiam, Wash. The Hoquiam River runs for about five miles through the

This week (Sunday morning at dawn) I revisited Dog Marsh on the Grays Harbor bay. Dog Marsh is Hoquiam, Wash.'s, unofficial dog park. The site is 44 acres of undeveloped Port of Grays Harbor property situated

This short video features the sound of two wildlife companions that visited me on a recent Sunday morning photowalk along the Grays Harbor bay in Hoquiam, Wash. It will complement my upcoming Photography

Sunday at dawn in Dog Marsh. Hoquiam, Wash. Across the grass and wetlands, the port's loading facility on the Grays Harbor bay is still alight, and a mist just kisses the hills of nearby Aberdeen. Dog

When Charlie stepped off the Greyhound in Errol Falls that late summer, he had every intention of getting back on to continue his journey from Kansas City to Seattle. Certainly he didn't plan to become

Such a quiet night. Even the cattle silenced by the low clouds that hid the full moon. Out by the hollow, a yip, then another, then a cacophony of coyotes running and fading. The ground vibrated as the

She left pissed off, and I locked the door. I was done letting crazy homeless chicks stay with me. I had a decent string of days, then. That first day, Monday, I slept. It had been weeks since I had a

Dog Marsh. In January's cold, blue predawn. The Port of Grays Harbor loading facility brightens low hanging clouds. Cackling geese, the louder, short-necked cousins of Canada geese, whorl over the marsh.

Barking, squabbling, splashing ... a colony of sea lions can make quite a ruckus! In October I had the opportunity to film a colony lounging on the docks in the marina in Westport, Wash., on the Pacific

. when did I put myself to sleep awakening now feels like brain nails points sprung out dripping and drinking light .. oh thrill this surging alive this sudden awareness: I am not gone sunk merely in stupor

Not for the faint of heart