Gooseberry. Here. Now.

We’re headed to the North Shore tomorrow. To our beloved Gooseberry. Life’s thrown some sucker punches our way this year, and the enthusiasm is tempered, but still, deep down, it is there: the primordial pull towards the mighty Gitchi Gummi. I’ve got a plethora of reasons that this trip will inevitably be bittersweet, but also... Continue Reading →

Los Padres

And just to prove I'm not a total poetry grinch... Over at Consciousness creates reality, fellow-blogger pseudonymous churns out quite a bit of it. Here's my favorite: Los Padres Five thirty AM a car drives by the camp site full of chanting monks ~pseudonymous This interrupted morning on the land reminds me of one of our own, on the... Continue Reading →

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