Posts filed under "Talking Story"
River time
There are those who will tell you that December 21st is the longest night of the year. They may be correct, technically and astronomically speaking, but there are many different ways of measuring time. I am convinced, for example, that the longest night of the year in 2011 was November 18th. I know this is […]
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Tenasillahe
As Uncle Bob used to say, “You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.” And it is blowing like hell right now. We lost power at about 1:15am and it hasn’t come back on yet and the forecast is calling for more of the same. With all that in mind, I’m […]
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Bad weather
It’s cold out there today, and wet. The talk is, it’s going to freeze by Friday, maybe even snow by the weekend. (Seems to me that’s what happened last year about this time… I could look it up, but it’s not that important.) It doesn’t matter. I was just thinking today about the whole concept […]
Read MoreA November Sunday morning
With the south wind blowing and the waves breaking on the shore here in the Tacoma Narrows, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for a paddle. I like calm seas and languid summer evenings as much as the next guy, but I enjoy rough water even more. Is that strange? The current was running in […]
Read MoreThe Seven levels of surfers
I ran across this helpful list the other day while I was surfing the web. (The kind of surfer who rides the internet, as it happens, is not one of the levels of surfer described.) It’s good for a smile and, if you happen to see yourself here, I hope you won’t take it the […]
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Life during wartime
My father is a veteran. British Navy, WW II. Most of his action came in the South Pacific and Indian Ocean, as a radio operator on Her Majesty’s destroyers. He had one of them torpedoed out from under him and spent a few months with his surviving crew members hiding out in the Cocos Islands […]
Read MoreColors
I went out Sunday on the board… a rare daylight ops, even more rare this time of year. I’m building a deck railing for one of the other houses down here on the beach and I needed to get some driftwood sticks, just for the authentic beachiness that the job requires. The fall colors are […]
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