Reflections

  • The Curious Local Faded-Sign-Out-Front Diner

    November 18, 2011 Wood is curious.  Like sun-dried tomatoes, if you didn’t know anything of its earlier existence you wouldn’t have a clue where it came from.  Attentive folks looking at a burl may picture a knotty growth on the… Continue reading

  • Going

    November 11, 2011 Native American Heritage Month As the fall morning sun crests the southeastern slope of the ridge and begins today’s journey across frosty landscape, I wonder.  I wonder, where are we going today?  We—the people, who have known… Continue reading

  • When Masks Do Not Mask

    November 8, 2011 Masking has been the life of My Future for three weeks.  Student masks were seen wandering around on Halloween, others were on exhibit at an art show in Yakima celebrating Día de Muertos (Day of the Dead),… Continue reading

  • When Ice Grows Among Feathers

    November 5, 2011 Native American Heritage Month I find it interesting, when I am with folk who are trying to make a point in a conversation or a presentation concerning race or ethnicity (even folk who make a living in… Continue reading