Salmon’s Run

Ten adult salmon wait patiently in five inches of water. A foot above them, a culvert spills cold fresh water into the bay. All around them lie the scattered corpses of others who didn’t make it, pecked on by ravenous seagulls. It is low tide and the fish are temporarily trapped on their long trekContinue reading “Salmon’s Run”

Buried at Sea

The tugboat entered the bay with the morning fog. Its horn shattered the silence of the Sunday stillness — a mournful sound that echoed over the water and off the beach houses and back — disturbing the herons and seals. People stood on the spit, silent. The horn blast was all around them; a burialContinue reading “Buried at Sea”

Five Million Pixels

I was lucky to start my year with a week in the Puget Sound around Seattle, Tacoma and Gig Harbor, going to museums, walking on pebble beaches and getting lost. I could tell you what I saw there, but this time, I think I’ll show you instead. — 30 — I’m a writer and photographerContinue reading “Five Million Pixels”