Thought Distillery

Tonight I found myself once again gravitating toward the condiment isle of the grocery store. Since this was the 2nd time in less than a week, I’ve clearly established a pattern, a paradigm, and even a precedence if you will. Or perhaps to put it more plainly - my taste buds have suddenly discovered a [...]

Oregon coast. Salty air. Wind in face. Beach grass. Sea grass. Snowy Plovers. Crashing waves. Sand in toes. Solitude. Solitude.
Shipwreck.