Places of My Heart

As a child growing up in Montana, I imagined my cowboy grandpa’s life to be as inspiring and majestic as the mountains around me. I was wrong.

Just a heads-up that many stories I’ve written here – especially in the past two years – are now in “private mode,” so no one can see them except me. …

This 40-degree laid-back Tuesday marks the first day of a new year in Seattle – 2018. After finishing grad school, I bee-lined west to Seattle and never looked back.  This…

(NOTE: I’m in the process of migrating my old web site to this one. Please bear with me as I work on updating photos, layout, etc.) From my summer visit…

Seattle just welcomed summer’s first moments with rain – and this rainbow.

I was raised to work hard – physically in caring for what I own – and mentally, in the work I do every day. When others ruin or take away what you love – it is stealing in Seattle.