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Ayden and Rich at the Helm of Tohora Iti. Dana Point Harbor. June, 2009. Passage Making I was driving to my office the other day, a trip I’ve made five days a week for five years now. The route is familiar; if not for the occasional stray steer in the road at the crest of […]
Ayden and Rich at the Helm of Tohora Iti. Dana Point Harbor. June, 2009. Passage Making I was driving to my office the other day, a trip I’ve made five days a week for five years now. The route is familiar; if not for the occasional stray steer in the road at the crest of […]
> Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front […]
Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front door, […]
Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front door, […]
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