Tag Archives: Redwood Forest

What are you spending all that time dreaming for, Dorothy?

Posted on May 24, 2011 by

This is writing. This is what matters. In the northern California Redwoods nearly 7 years ago, we rented an unremarkable cabin. There was a small bathroom with a shower, a main room with a T.V. and bed, a kitchen in … Continue reading →

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Throw me Thursday: Left foot. Left foot. Right foot. Right.

Posted on March 18, 2011 by

My Sicilianesque brother-in-law drives with two feet–left on the brake, right on the gas. He blames this on his Sicilianisness, and although I’ve never been to Sicily to watch any fancy footwork, I reserve reasonable doubt that a Sicilian Driving … Continue reading →

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