A link to an essay, “Paradise,” in Oregon Humanities magazine.


Hot sun, hot rocks, cool water, green trees, few people, delicate clouds moving in and then past us, and if you’re lucky? Maybe you’ll see a kingfisher.

Can’t wait to swim in a river again this summer. Sometimes, things happen. Mostly life is rich and fabulous. Here’s an essay about a darker moment in a beautiful place, a beautiful world.