by Barbara Clarke | March 15, 2022
“Oh, they’re here,” I say to my walking companion. Each winter, starting in late November, we are treated to the winter ducks making a major stopover at our Marina. They are here because we live along the glorious Pacific Flyway. I love how these visitors are on the... 
by Barbara Clarke | March 1, 2022
Words matter. And it’s entirely reasonable to put truly offensive words on the “our history” shelf. There, never to be forgotten and used in the context of understanding our ______ist (fill in the blank) past. I’m fine with be aware of the power of words. And then...