The Trouble With Hiking
High up in a pine tree, a bird surveyed its surroundings. Good wind, good acoustics, and no other interlopers in sight. This was a good day. Still, best to make sure. It hopped down onto a lower branch, wind ruffling the yellow feathers on its belly,...
Shelter From The Storm
Thunder crashed outside the cave, heralding another wave of rain. Link sighed heavily, poking dismally at the sputtering campfire with a stick. The rain had started early the previous day, quickly turning the loosely packed dirt roads of the region to...
The Trouble with Beaches
High above a cottonwood grove, a small shorebird swept itself forward with snappy beats of its long, pointed wings. As it flew, cottonwood trees giving way to sand dunes and beach below it, it signaled its passage to other birds of its species in the...
The Trouble With Camping
With a heavy sigh, I flopped down on the couch, hard enough to bounce with the impact. I stared dismally out the window behind the TV, feeling my stress headache throb dully behind my eyes. A few minutes later, Sean walked into the apartment, dropped...
A Night of Firsts
Fingers deftly flickered over the table, placing and moving cards in a dance of increasing fervor. Two pairs of eyes surveyed the scene, analyzing every detail and feeding it into the gradual evolution of their plan. Used cards filled a gradually...
The Abandoned Beach: Discovery
It's been a while since I've written anything. Figure now's as good a time as any to get back into it. * * * A hermit crab scuttled across the beach, keeping just out of range of the nearby surf. It moved toward the water as the last wave retreated,...