Tag Archives: Oregon coast

Buddy’s Family Vacation

Dear Biped, I understand you humans like to show off your vacation photos. I won’t get into the details of how we pulled this off, but apparently we’re very charming and photogenic. It seems that humans can’t get enough of … Continue reading

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Haiku–Damp it All

Drizzle creeps into all of my nooks and crannies. I wear my hat low. (seascape from windows2universe.org; drizzle window from noeleen.eu)

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Elk on Holiday

Dear Hop-Two-Legs, Did you see us downtown? That was a fun day. It was nerve-wracking for me, but the youngsters had a good time and the females kept them in line. The grass in the meadow by the Ridge Path … Continue reading

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Buddy Elks Out an Existence

(Note: Travel day today. We’re headed 993 miles north, back to the northwest winter. I’m okay with that.–jrs) Dear Biped, Lots of grass to eat today. We’re in that big meadow behind your house, which is mostly dark and has … Continue reading

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Full Moon Haiku

Big eye in the night; sharp shadows etch soft patterns; hearts know oceans keep. (photo courtesy of fullmoonmanager.com)

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Excerpt from The Last Salmon

(Note: this is a quick excerpt from my story The Last Salmon (first published in Rattapallax). It’s also in my collection White Ravens–And More Stories (click the link to the right).–jrs) He almost missed his turn. The flashing yellow light … Continue reading

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Three Bens and a Maybe

It began, as adventures often do, on a regular day with normal weather. It was a Tuesday, I think, and the weather was damp and cold. Great low-hanging clouds drifted up the mountain from the ocean and ripped their bellies … Continue reading

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