#chimacum

And it rains here Everyday since I came, And the linen covers rocks And the green finds everything Chimacum rain

In the soar of leaves And needle tufts and form, In the grasses and the reeds, And the spilling over stones Chimacum rain

I'm spacing out, I'm seeing silence between leaves, I'm seeing down, I'm seeing silence that are his He belongs here, can't have him He belongs here, can't know him He belongs here

GoPro (Drive): Quilcene To Chimacum/Port Hadlock

Shot/Edited By: Will Mounts Music By: Raisi K.

Analytická esej o Betty MacDonald zkoumající rozpor mezi humorem ve „Vejci a já“ a tvrdou životní realitou: soudní spory, rasové kontroverze a literární odkaz autorky. Úvod Betty MacDonaldová se zapsala do literárních dějin jako autorka, která dokázala proměnit osobní utrpení v čtivý, často jízlivý humor. Její kniha Vejce a já (The Egg and I, 1945) se stala bestsellerem a zrodila fenomén Ma a…

Nonprofit network supports foster families

Good News Notes: “As an Olympic Angels pilot family, the Pattersons are feeling a big lift. Mom and Dad, aka Arianna and B.G. Patterson, are foster parents in the Love Box program with Olympic Angels, a nonprofit network of people across the North Olympic Peninsula. Its mission is to send volunteers — by themselves and in groups — to walk alongside foster children and their families. The…