Change of Venue

Sometimes all you need to right a crooked life is a change of view. In Seattle, out of my hotel room window:



It doesn't hurt this town is loaded with writing-conducive cafes and friendly barristas who serve up such yummies as elegant Orange Blossom lattes. Or that baby artichokes, Ranier cherries, and asparagas are in season. That meals eaten with your students, colleagues, and friends make sea-kissed crab and salmon even sweeter.



The change in scenery clears my head, heals my heart, reminds me what is important: living with integrity, following my heart, loving my family, my friends.




Here, the sky soars, limitless. Peace...