Sweet cherry pie

hazy beach

I still can’t wrap my brain around it. Sitting alone on the desolate beach, I squint out at the horizon. The once vast, cerulean expanse is now a murky grey, its edges indistinct. A two-year-old article in Sky and Space Magazine predicted the phenomenon, but I didn’t pay much attention to the dire forecast. It … Continue reading Sweet cherry pie

Submarine races

glass bottle litter

Jasper wandered around in circles, absently kicking at the glass bottles and other detritus discarded on the fringes of the underbrush. An obviously man-made cul-de-sac at the end of a dirt road hidden behind the scrub pines along the highway right-of-way, the clearing overlooked a stretch of shoreline that was accessible only by climbing down … Continue reading Submarine races