Tin Whistle
I grew up playing instruments, but like many young musicians, the habit didn’t last into adulthood. I’ve always appreciated music, and the sound of instruments beautifully played, but I haven’t been...
View ArticleDreaming of the Future
This morning, I connected with an acquaintance that I know from Dent the Future. We were chatting, catching up on life and work, and I commented how lovely it will be to see her again, once we have the...
View ArticleA Wild Morning
It’s freezing out today, the kind of cold that makes being outside for more than a few minutes intolerable. When I woke up I noted that it was grey and dull out, but didn’t think too much of it until I...
View ArticleOld Dogs
There is only one thing that I had in mind for this weekend—sleeping in. You see, Lemhi, our old pup, no longer sleeps through the night. He spends most of the witching hours wandering through the...
View ArticleInauguration Nostalgia
I know exactly where I was 24 years ago this week. I remember what I was doing, how I was feeling, and who I was with. My memory is not particularly sharp, so that means the week was notable—and it...
View ArticleWorn Down
I wear a mask. I keep my distance from others. I limit trips to indoor locations, and I wash my hands. I do these things because I think they are the right things to do. They are actions that respect...
View ArticleDance Party in My Living Room
Today, I felt a lightness that I haven’t experienced in a long time. I’d actually almost forgotten that the feeling existed, especially during what was a particularly tough 2020. I got used to that...
View ArticleDifferent Voices
Last year, I started to think more about the books I read. Though there are genres that I love—historical fiction, tales of adventure, detective mysteries—I have always tried to read a wide variety of...
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Out of Service
I’m sitting in the passenger seat of my car, down jacket draped across my knees to keep the warmth in my legs, looking at a spectacular view. Mike is off skiing, and Cece lays curled in the back seat,...
View ArticleCurating My Commonplace Book
For a couple of years now, I have kept a commonplace book. My commonplace book is where I write down observations, quotes, ideas, and experiences that I don’t want to be lost to my own fickle and...
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The First Bowling Alley on the Fulton Chain of Lakes
In 1903, ten years after Charles M. Barrett first opened the doors of the Bald Mountain House on Third Lake, he unveiled a new amusement for his guests: a two-lane bowling alley. The sport of bowling...
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These Red Rocks: Part II
In April 2019, Mike and I set off on a 12-day journey through southern Utah and northern Arizona. We had no agenda or plan, simply the desire to break free from the confines of a long winter in Idaho....
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These Red Rocks: Part I
In April 2019, Mike and I set off on a 12-day journey through southern Utah and northern Arizona. We had no agenda or plan, simply the desire to break free from the confines of a long winter in Idaho....
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Denting the Future in Santa Fe
Bleary-eyed from too little sleep, and in desperate need of a cup of dark, black tea, I pull up the plastic shade and blink into the bright light. I have slept the fitful sleep of the traveler; my neck...
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12 Hours of Sun
I was making dinner the other night, lazily stirring a pan of vegetables on the stove as I gazed out the window. “It must be earlier than I thought,” I mused, watching the sun filter through the trees...
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A Night Under the Winter Stars
As I flip through the pages of my journal the faint smell of wood stove drifts into the air. If I close my eyes, I can still imagine the warmth of the fire while I sit on a rickety camp chair, my legs...
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Februburied
I was scrolling through Instagram the other night when I came across a number of posts from friends using the hashtag #februburied. I stared at the convoluted mix of letters, trying to work out their...
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Mornings, and Remembering to Remember
Every morning I follow the same routine. Without fail, Mike and Lemhi are up before me, so I slip out of the covers into an empty bedroom. I walk to the closet, open a dresser drawer and pull out a...
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Essential Fall
When I think of fall I think of bright leaves on the trees, the crisp of frosty mornings, and the perfectly warm afternoons with just a nip of chill on the air. This past week was exactly that, with...
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Sheep Tales
When I first moved to Sun Valley, I knew there were mountains, wildflowers, ski runs, and hiking trails. That knowledge was enough to move across the country and settle back into the American West....
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