Rebecca lay snuggled up to the trunk of the enormous old Oak, eyes closed, her breath as smooth as a satin ribbon. It had been far too long since she’d felt such peace, or rather, since she’d allowed such peace. It was as if she were bundled neatly in a cocoon as the wind whispered […]

  It wasn’t often he had time on his hands. Normally, there was nothing but a shortage. Yet, somehow, on this rainy windy morning, he had time; time to pick and chose, time to use or waste, time to wonder. He studied the clock above the work bench hanging among the menagerie of tools. The

Every year, the arrival of spring brings a new reminder of how blessed we are to live in the Pacific Northwest. Unfortunately, it often takes an out-of-towner to bring the stunning beauty surrounding us each and every day of our lives, to our attention once again. Do we take it for granted? The mountains; towering

He really hadn’t meant to burn the place down. It was a prank gone awry, something to get her attention. Yet, the fire raged, the sirens screamed, and the police lights flashed. He sighed; why was it that nothing ever turned out the way he thought it would? Maybe next time he should try a

I knew the highway was no more than about a quarter of a mile farther and things would be better there. I was proud of myself for getting this far and sighed deeply as we snuck cautiously around the bend in the road and then slammed the brakes, slammed them so hard I thought my

The winter of 2007-2008 is noteworthy for two reasons: one being a memorable time for the community around Rathdrum, Idaho, and one for me personally. First of all, we had a record one hundred ninety inches of killing-me-softly snow; and second, it was the first time in my entire life I’ve completely lost my voice.