Vista point from above the city on Highway 30 : log poles stacked horizontal to the Columbia River chalk-white plumes stretch taller. Cars cross the Lewis-Clark Bridge built by Joseph

Two members of a religious group beneath a yellow umbrella at the foot of Mt. Saint Helens sit beneath a sign asking if Peace is Possible. Basalt boulders from three separate

Flying is your true home, words scribbled on a subscription card and slipped inside these pages as a bookmark. More like a semaphore that translates as: sorry I’m busy, need

Thanks to the July 6 Committee for having the stick-to-it-ness, resolve and courage for assembling the Capitol blueprint for what can only be called a coup d’etat, equally to all

“Still hanging out with humans, eh Liana? But I get it. Friends are friends, even if they don’t have feathers, there’s a bond which cannot be broken without fouling one’s