My Blogger site had over 250k reads when I closed it, but here I am again.
I was born in Corvallis, Oregon, lived briefly in Portland, then spent the rest of my childhood in Seattle where I attended the University of Washington as a studio arts major. Since 1979 I have lived with my husband in a family home on the Oregon coast, frequently traveling these days to Portland where our sons live with their families.
After 40 years of teaching, Art in a girls’ prep school and then English in a small public high school and community college, I walk the coastal shore or Portland streets each day for as long as I like.
My writing has earned an Oregon Literary Arts Fellowship, Arts & Letters fellowship, Soapstone residency, Pushcart nomination, and publication in journals such as Brevity and the Brevity blog, Catamaran Literary Review, The MacGuffin, CALYX Journal, Metaphorosis (with podcast), Liminal Stories, Raven Chronicles, The Humanist, and North American Review. An MFA graduate from Pacific University, I live and create in the NW corner of my home state of Oregon where I am currently working on my next project.
I taught college writing for eleven years, ran writing workshops, presented for the Oregon Council and National Council of Teachers of English, and published about writing and literature in Oregon English Journal as well as national journals. I am dancing as fast as I can.
IMPERFECT PATIENCE 
great find to find on International Roma Day even if it isn’t a roman centurion helmet!
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Exactly! (How many people do you suppose caught that allusion?)
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I am so glad it was you that found that glass float! Very deserving!
Where is that oil coming from? It should be reported.
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Thank you, Mary Jo. (That’s exactly what Gary said when I found it.)
It is becoming almost unbearable not to collect plastic trash as we did before the pandemic. Once I am fully vaccinated, I mean to do it again. We still bring home things that look dangerous—our second chemical container this morning and a light bulb.
As to the oil, I have considered ruptured oil tanks onshore, but I really believe it is coming from boats emptying their bilge at sea or other dumping at sea—illegal, but it happens. It’s really bad a mile north.
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