Fall has arrived on the Northern California coast. The mornings are damp from the overnight fog, the wild blackberries are ripening on the brambles, and large flocks of migrating shorebirds are passing through, feasting in the mudflats one day and gone the next.This is my favorite time of the year, when it’s cool enough to wear long sleeves, but not cold...
Read MorePermission to Let Go
I didn’t participate in Tashlich, the Jewish New Year tradition of tossing bread crumbs into a body of moving water to symbolize releasing your transgressions from the year. I realized that, while I have always enjoyed this physical ritual of letting go, I no longer needed it. I hold no grievances or grudges or regrets because I practice making amends and...
Read MoreBodies of Water
BODIES OF WATER by Ruth Davis Two Turns of a Somersault I was friends with Ilene Miller the summer after third grade because she had a swimming pool in her backyard. It was an above ground Doughboy, three feet deep with blue vinyl sides and white vertical ribs. We’d perch on the narrow, plastic ledge, then tumbletuck into the water, racing from one side of...
Read MoreRemembering Summer
Ah, summer….when the days are long and stretched out in light and heat and possibilities. For many of us, summer was the best thing about being a kid. There was no school, you could play all day, and go out again after dinner because it was still light out. Summer offered an escape where you could disappear into a book, or the swimming...
Read MoreIn Awe of the Bears
I hope your summer is off to a light and easy, relaxing start. Here on the northern California coast, the mornings are cool with blue skies, and the afternoons are sunny and breezy, sometimes full on windy. But it hasn’t stop me from riding. Last Sunday I parked at the clinic and rode the bike trail through town to the marsh, then continued...
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