The kindest face I know (Note: This is posted under "Reflections." If you want to read about the boat only, click "The Boat" from the menu above.) She died on Christmas morning. In her bed. After writing a message on her blackboard in perfect penmanship. A perfect exit, you might say. That was 3+ weeks … Continue reading WWMD? Honoring a Legacy
"Way down upon the S'wanee River, far far away..." It is far away...830 miles away, as I sit in my home near Washington D.C. Hard to believe I was there a week ago, meandering the paths as I tried to re-orient myself to living on land after months on a boat. I just had to … Continue reading Suwanee River
If you advertise something as "hidden," is it still hidden? Same thing with "forgotten." If you market it as such, it won't be forgotten for long! These are the silly thoughts that occupy my mind during long road trips alone. Since leaving the Mainship Many Moons, I've traveled at least 1,200 miles by car. That's … Continue reading The Hidden Coast (Cedar Key)
I've always been aware of the moon -- its phase, its arc, its pull. Even more so here at Camp Many Moons! I gave this place its name for three reasons. 1. It was the nickname my brother gave me. 2. It suggests a Native American connection. 3. I want the retreat we've developed here … Continue reading (Many) Moons
June 4, 2021 - Sometimes you just need to turn off the words -- and the thoughts. A hammock is a great place for that. Mine swings just feet from the shoreline. Sometimes I come here to read and sometimes to think. If I stay here long enough, the words and thoughts stop...and I just … Continue reading Turning Off the Chatter
May 18, 2021 - Here we come! Hello, sun! Hello, people! Like the fiddleheads (fern fronds) unfurling at Camp Many Moons after a long and chilly spring, my friends scattered throughout the U.S. are gradually emerging from a year of pandemic hibernation to reengage more directly with society. Some are uneasy. Some are hesitant. Most … Continue reading Re-Emergence
October 20, 2020. A pink dawn brings thoughts, again, of the in-between's. The halfway. The middle. Pink is a middle color, halfway between red and white. Twilight is a middle time, halfway between daylight and darkness. (It occurs in both morning and evening.) Morning twilight is referred to as dawn -- that first light before … Continue reading Twilight Pinks at Dawn
September 20, 2020. A kayak can take you places a larger vessel can't - like into the weeds. Places where noise won't penetrate - like into the marsh. Paddling in the silence can help you breathe more deeply. See more clearly. Think more calmly. Get acquainted with your core -- muscular and spiritual. At Camp … Continue reading Paddling Into Silence
September 11, 2020. We've arrived at "the in-between." In the far-north, summer exits abruptly while autumn enters hesitantly and winter awaits at the door. The skies record this jerky transition. Before the changing of leaf-color comes the changing of sky-color. Moody. Uncertain. Evolving. Kind of like me. If we're honest, like most of us. Like … Continue reading The In-Between Skies
July 11, 2020. On Huron Bay, the sky changes moods frequently. What a treat! Some people prefer a consistently-sunny sky, such as in Southern California or Arizona, but I love variety. Clouds and mist and incoming storms fascinate me. I wonder, then, why our social divisions distress me so? I enjoy the challenge of unpredictable … Continue reading Yooper Skies: Beauty & The Beast
For Many Moons 