People of all times, ages, and kinds have come to the Redwoods in search of beauty and peace. I can,...

Coming back to the Redwoods each year always carries baggage. I wonder about friends getting older, I pause to reflect...

Traveling north from San Francisco always brings back a flood of memories. Taking the trip from the front seat of...

I wanted to pick up a specific book. Taking stock of where I was, Greenwich and Grant, I headed for...

Fishing can be a lot of fun, especially in San Francisco. Getting up early, traveling across the Bay, and anticipating...

At times I see things as they really are, clear, crisp, and without a filter to be found. People are...

Everyone likes to think they are part of at least one exclusive club. Friends form a network that is comfortable...

I freely admit that I either am or have strong tendencies towards being a cynic. I find myself following several...

Sometimes a fact of yesterday appears as something new and totally undiscovered. On other occasions the discovery of an old...

Yesterday was a trip through hell. Lots of last minute changes, scheduling hassles, clear commitments made with no real intention...