stories

People, places, and and the uncommonplace telling stories as they travel with Morganica (Cynthia Morgan) in mind and memory; neighbors, friends, and findings

19 01, 2024

I am not in India

2024-01-25T09:44:54-08:00

Never mess with The God of Adventure. I neatly sidestepped most of his tricks in the last month, but in the end, he won: I am not, repeat NOT, in India. Cue snickering from above. I've dreamed of visiting India for years but the timing was never quite right. This time, I was determined to go: My friend Pooja is [...]

I am not in India2024-01-25T09:44:54-08:00
3 01, 2024

On the road to Bengaluru

2024-01-04T11:24:04-08:00

The last time I dropped this storyboard panel* into a blogpost I was about to scoot down a Southwest Airlines ramp to see if anybody could save my leg. I'm once again getting on a plane, but for a happier reason: I'm going to watch a friend get married. In India. I'm the favorite chump of the God of Adventure, [...]

On the road to Bengaluru2024-01-04T11:24:04-08:00
23 11, 2023

The Year of the Bath Towels

2023-11-24T11:07:57-08:00

It's a beautiful Thanksgiving morning here in Glassland: The sky is blue blue blue, cloud wisps streaking past like they have someplace to be. The air is cold and clear and the turkey went in at 8:30. As planned. Mom's doing stuffing and pies, Suzi's family is making rolls and sides, Becky, who already sent her Thanksgiving good wishes, will [...]

The Year of the Bath Towels2023-11-24T11:07:57-08:00
6 11, 2023

Well, hello there!

2023-11-06T15:51:29-08:00

We've traveled to the coast but not as often as we'd like. Nathan romps with Grizz while I seek the best photo opps. King tides are coming, so we'll head back over soon. The great thing about not having blogged in months is that you have so much to write about. The lousy thing about not having blogged [...]

Well, hello there!2023-11-06T15:51:29-08:00
14 10, 2022

Artful steel, zip ties, and a bong

2022-10-14T20:53:00-07:00

What can you do with a bong and two zip-ties? Repair a broken-down car in the middle of nowhere, that's what. Forget calling Nathan "The Resident Carpenter." After the zip-tie episode I'm now calling him "The Resident Genius." More about that later. Life is totally nuts right now. We've been getting ready for Nathan's Big Show--he's a headliner at [...]

Artful steel, zip ties, and a bong2022-10-14T20:53:00-07:00
1 08, 2022

Coastal indolence

2022-08-01T12:39:59-07:00

The view from my balcony last weekend. I heard the breeze, a barred owl hooting, chickens in the distance (probably on the owl's dinner menu), and the sea. The kid sat on her mama's shoulders, tiny fists buried in the woman's long hair. She tugged gently on a lefthand lock and instantly, the woman turned 90 degrees down [...]

Coastal indolence2022-08-01T12:39:59-07:00
2 07, 2022

Remergent: Art shows, resins, and blogs

2022-07-03T18:22:05-07:00

The Camo Cleaver, commissioned for an outdoor chef. Resin and copper handle. Its mates will be for sale in the upcoming Portland Open Studios tour... A friend asked if I've stopped blogging entirely. "I used to read you with my morning coffee," she said, with a meaningful look, "It was a nice start to the day." "My coffee [...]

Remergent: Art shows, resins, and blogs2022-07-03T18:22:05-07:00
14 07, 2021

Backyard farming, crawdads and a few agates

2021-07-14T18:53:26-07:00

We spent the spring and early summer waiting for these beauties to ripen. When they did--BANG--they needed to be used immediately. The realities of summer for a backyard farmer: Pick it or lose it, babe. Gardeners probably roll their eyes at that, in a "well, DUH, dummy!" kinda way, but it's caused some significant changes in this citygal's [...]

Backyard farming, crawdads and a few agates2021-07-14T18:53:26-07:00
27 02, 2021

The lighthouse

2021-02-27T15:16:04-08:00

The view as you walk up to Heceta Head Lighthouse is absolutely stunning Last Sunday, we walked up to Heceta Head Lighthouse. It's beautiful, with amazing views from the summit, but I damn near didn't see them for the tears. Happy tears, but tears. Near the summit, looking down on the sea The path is [...]

The lighthouse2021-02-27T15:16:04-08:00
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