Artemisia

Paying my respects to the grandmother of my first-born son. Chun Ying, you were sweet as a chicory flower and as strong as the roots.

Wedding rings, dreams, kokopillau, lightning trees, wanderers and a cotton thread running from ancient Egypt to Early Texas.

Tribute to a Louisiana teacher who set this boy back on the right road.

While working on the North Vancouver waterfront as a young man in the Seventies, I win a battle and lose a war.

A coyote teaches me how to disappear and how to tune in to NOW.

I gathered my tackle and loaded up the truck. I had no driver's license nor a fishing license, so I was ready for a proper Texas day.

My Texas Cherokee grandma and I have one last "Big Time" and she gets a job offer from blues legend, Gatemouth Brown.

A brush with my fey inner-Celt while looking over a four leaf clover.

Love and hate, an old car and a young wife.

A bayou boy meets Lata Mangeshkar up on North Vancouver's Lynn Creek.

A true ghost story from 1970’s Nanaimo where something is not quite right with an old house on Harewood Rd.

How I came to learn my Cherokee clan membership, Aniwaya.

A fond look back at my ongoing relationship with Suzi and why we both “belong outdoors.”

A tale of birth and of control.

A look at the yin and yang of security over a span four decades in the True North Brave and Free.

A missed fishing trip morphs into an impromptu hunting expedition in the midst of an electrical crisis.

Navigating sexual orientation and the integrity of friendship before the rainbow.

Early autist sketches from the front pews.