Jul 16, 2007

SCENT OF A WOMAN
LOPEZ ISLAND – Sea lions sing down the sun. The pinnipeds twist on the channel rocks like sausages in a hot pan. Saltwater and cedar perfume the air of the San Juans.

This, I realize, is home.

And now that I know its taste, I will never be lost.

Read it all in the The Seattle Post-Intelligencer on August 23.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous3:32 AM

    When will you write a book, eh?

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