Places

“I arise in the morning torn between a desire to save the world and a desire to savor the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.”
~E. B. White

“Place” is not just where you hang your hat

“Place” is not just where you hang your hat

You are not deeply attached to a place until you know it thoroughly and accept it for what it wants to be. A bold statement you might argue with, but bear with me. Consider the dustbowl misery of the 1930s. The disaster on the Plains was created by policies marked by...

Local Pandemic Humor

Happy Sunday morning! Sequestered at home, it's nice to know my neighbors have a sense of humor. Someone on NextDoor social media posted a photo of a raccoon "loose in the neighborhood during the daytime!”  And someone replied "I don't think he's loose. That...

Snow Shelter

Snow Shelter

For years I blithely tramped deep winter snow, my snow shoes even enabling me to leave the trail. Beautiful untouched snow—still, cold and simple, an inert cover for a sleeping land.    Then one morning, standing with my coffee by the stone fireplace of Timberline...

The Quietest Place

The Quietest Place

In the Hoh River rain forest deep in Olympic National Park there is a spot where I experienced an ancient, primal quiet. A small group of us were led by Gordon Hempton to the place he had dubbed “one square inch of silence.” An accomplished recorder of nature sounds,...

Cross-Species Friendship

Cross-Species Friendship

This has never happened to me before, and it tickles me. I put out food for a native Douglas squirrel, and within five minutes he was on it. I can’t say how many times I have put out seed for some ground-foragers, birds not squirrels, who seemed down on their luck,...

Through the Floor (Excerpt)

Through the Floor (Excerpt)

A once in a lifetime experience--a dangerous accident on a mountain in 2014--left an indelible mark on me and made me question some of my fundamental underpinnings. And I wanted to write about it, explore it. Now the story is in the new edition of Cirque Journal. Here...

Jean Waight

I write memoirs and essays, with a bit of fiction lying in a drawer. My work has appeared in the Red Wheelbarrow Writers anthology “Memory into Memoir,” in Cirque: A Literary Journal for the North Pacific Rim, in Ruminate Magazine, The Whatcom  Watch, and The Bellingham Herald. My sociological research was published in Research in Social Stratification and Mobility. I live with my husband in northwest Washington surrounded by tall trees.

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