Pawscar Wilde
“I feel things deeply. I just don’t rush about it.”
✦ Selected Works ✦
From the Chaise Longue
What happens when there is nothing to do but think.
The Physics of Anticipation
Friday evenings carry a particular weight — not heavy, but dense with the certainty of what comes next. — read more
The River at Seven O'Clock
The river at seven o'clock is not the river at noon. This occurred to me tonight as we walked the path along the Deschutes — read more
The Pause Between Seasons
Next week brings Spring Break, though I suspect the season itself remains uncommitted to any particular schedule. — read more
The Physics of Joy
There are moments when gravity becomes optional, when the body remembers what it was built for before it learned to — read more
On the Threshold
The beginning is always a doggy door. Not the literal one — though mine has served me well, swinging both ways between — read more