The Writer
I write personal essay. I write to find out how I feel about something, an aspiration I learned from the poet May Sarton. I sometimes picture myself as a grizzled prospector leading a forlorn, burdened donkey into the trackless waste of basin and range country, looking for riches that might be only a few bright flecks in a stream.
These essays explore my world, from the hiking trails of California to the Java Sea and the Silk Road, from school days to retirement, from my backyard to my bookshelves. I invite you to read them—with this caveat from the Persian poet Hafiz:
Listen: this world is the lunatic's sphere,
Don't always agree it's real,
Even with my feet upon it
And the postman knowing my door
My address is somewhere else.
*The quote above about the fish is from Pablo Neruda.
Chimney Rock
Point Reyes National Seashore
It’s a long, slow drive to the point at Point Reyes National Seashore. For wildflowers, wildlife, and views, I can’t think of a better place than Chimney Rock, a finger of granite and conglomerate that juts out from the headlands into Drakes Bay. Chimney […]
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First, pick the huckleberries.
Huckleberries have not been successfully tamed and are not grown commercially. You can’t pop into Safeway and pick up a can of Wyman’s huckleberries. So, the first step in making muffins is to find a patch of wild huckleberries.
Some years ago my friend Carol introduced […]
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Length of hike: 1.3 miles from East Beach to Torpedo Wharf
Difficulty: Easy
Best time: Any clear day
Highlights: Bay, bridge, city—what more could you want?
To get there: If you are already in San Francisco, take Marina Boulevard toward the Golden Gate Bridge. At the west end of the Marina Green, bear right on Mason Street into the […]
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