Friday was the seventh anniversary of the Carr Fire, and as it has been all the years I’ve lived here, a vegetation fire ignited close by. It’s as if the land remembers and its memories become hot embers which ignite a fire all over again. It happens for us, why couldn’t it happen for theContinue reading “The Horse Fire or Migratory Patterns”
Category Archives: Whiskeytown
this spring migration
Just when things felt so stagnant, even the upcoming spring migration, it has managed to surprise me. Every migration is so different. Out of five Western Bluebird eggs, four hatched and fledged last week. And as I wondered if I should clean out the nesting box, I noticed mom and dad flying over there againContinue reading “this spring migration”
I made more sugar water instead
I dreamed a little dream not even worth dreaming. Made my own pretty hate machine and made more sugar water…for the humming birds, that is. Boys on my left side, boys on my right side, and you’re not here. Not here, like spring isn’t here but wanting to but giving in to Winter because evenContinue reading “I made more sugar water instead”
the demands of the season
Every sunrise he sits atop the burned digger pine and screams the screams of a desperate lover. He screams so loud, it wakes me even with the double-paned windows. After a while, the subject of his pleads flies to sit next to him and they fly away together, the red of their underwings disappearing intoContinue reading “the demands of the season”
we’ve ridden beyond where we could safely touch down
I told you I needed you more and you wouldn’t even turn around. The hot cowboy sees me coming to the grocery store doors and moves over for me, “after you.” He’s been hard at work too, cowboy boots covered in mud and a twelve-pack. “Thank you.” I say smiling. He’s done for me moreContinue reading “we’ve ridden beyond where we could safely touch down”
land of the sky so blue
You’re in the kitchen when the dogs start barking at the front door. You know no one is here, or the cameras in the front of the property, the driveway or the front door would have gone off. But you trust your dogs so you go look out the window from the guest bedroom. YouContinue reading “land of the sky so blue”
In that tiny kinda scary house by the woods, by the woods, by the woods…
She never let on how insane it was in that tiny kinda scary house by the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods. You don’t need a spaceship they don’t know you’ve already lived on the other side of the galaxy. ~T.Amos I have gotten no more real interest on my houseContinue reading “In that tiny kinda scary house by the woods, by the woods, by the woods…”
The Lower Fire
Honey, tell me how your love runs true and I can always count on you to be there when the bullets fly I’d run across the river just to hold you tonight You had eleven minutes to grab what’s most important in your life and get the fuck out, and as you hung out inContinue reading “The Lower Fire”
A casual match in a very dry field
My mother hadn’t forgotten. So when I showed up with my animals in the middle of the night, having driven ten hours to get away from the fire, she didn’t question it. She said, “fire has always been your biggest fear.” And it’s not just that one thing which makes a fire burn in suchContinue reading “A casual match in a very dry field”
Magical Animal Husbandry
For an entire week he blocked traffic going both ways. Everyone already late for work, we exited our cars to lure him over to one of us, but every time we tried, he’d run closer to Highway 299, the two lane windy road which is the only way to Eureka from here. I was finallyContinue reading “Magical Animal Husbandry”
My Love is for the Birds - Sketches 