Category Archives: Beach

A Hole in My Ho Ho

Posted on December 25, 2021 by Jim Stewart

This has been the first Christmas in many years without you. Ah, buddy, I miss you so. There really is a hole in my ho ho. I’m still saying goodnight to you when I turn off the light. I may … Continue reading →

Posted in Beach, Bedtime, Dog, Friendship, Letters from elsewhere, Slice of Death | Tagged beach, dogs, dunes, friendship | 19 Comments

Haiku: Still Winter

Posted on February 27, 2021 by Jim Stewart

All day cold north wind;Spits of rain from time to time.It is still winter. (Ecola Point: Jim Stewart)

Posted in Beach, Haiku, Home, Life, Ocean, Oregon, Poem, Uncategorized | Tagged cold wind, rain, weather, winter | 6 Comments

Haiku: Days of Sand

Posted on April 7, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Sand under my wheels–Ain’t no words for how it feels–Just one of those deals. (Photo: Narble Furt)

Posted in Beach, Consciousness, Gratitude, Haiku, Narble Furt, Ocean, Oregon, Poem | Tagged beach, mountains, ocean, sand | Leave a comment

Amble du Jour

Posted on February 22, 2019 by Jim Stewart

The dog catches my eyeand whines his question:“Now, Boss, now?”An idea: the smell of saltopens my mind.I laugh and nod.He stands with a clatterof claws on hardwood,tail high and boisterous, ashe prances around the couch.His eager head presses throughthe red … Continue reading →

Posted in animals, Beach, Dog, Dogs, family, Friendship, Gratitude, Morning, Ocean, Oregon, pals, Poem, walking | Tagged beach, dogs, dunes, hiking, moor | 4 Comments

Haiku: Wind, Rain, Faith

Posted on November 28, 2018 by Jim Stewart

The wind hurls itself across my roof in big waves as I hold my breath. The skylights receive a violent drum solo; I receive the awe. The house bravely waits for the next real world onslaught; my faith is a … Continue reading →

Posted in Action-adventure, Beach, family, Gratitude, Haiku, Home, Life, Ocean, Oregon, Poem, Uncategorized, Water | Tagged house, rain, storm, weather, wind | 4 Comments

True Gravity

Posted on November 22, 2018 by Jim Stewart

I hope everyone reading this is having (or had) a special wonderful day. Gratitude is a driving power in the Universe. We all should exercise it more often. Every. Single. Day. This is from Michael Murphy, author of Golf in … Continue reading →

Posted in Absolutes, American history, Art, Beach, Consciousness, Conversation, Gratitude, History, Jim Stewart, Life, Oregon, prayer, Sport, Uncategorized, Wisdom | Tagged games, golf, gravity, humanity, learning, life, mountains | 4 Comments

White Ravens…And More Stories

Posted on October 9, 2018 by Jim Stewart

Coming October 31, 2018 to your favorite book source from Word Hermit Press: (Cover design: Vinnie Kinsella Book Publishing Services) This is a collection of tales set in the modern American West with characters who somehow dispel the rugged individualist … Continue reading →

Posted in Action-adventure, Aging, Alcohol, American history, American Indian, animals, Beach, Birds, California, Coyote, crow, family, Fishing, Friendship, Gratitude, Home, Humans, humor, Jim Stewart, memory, Ocean, Oregon, Outdoor cooking, Reading, Short Story, Uncategorized, Universe, walking, Water, Wildlife, Wisdom, women, Writing | Tagged animals, environment, family, humanity, humor, relationships, short story collection, writing | 3 Comments

Visceral Musing

Posted on May 21, 2018 by Jim Stewart

Here Poemy, here girl, here boy, hweet, hwheet, wheet… c’mon—atta girl, atta boy, c’mon. Bronkbuster’s muse is a dominatrix— demanding, abusive, beautiful, alluring, cruel, and dripping wet—smelling of sea and sagebrush. Mine is on cat’s feet, shifting shapes and sometimes … Continue reading →