Writing in the time of COVID-19: Day Sixty Eight

Some years ago, author Barry Lopez was exploring an Aboriginal settlement called Willowra in Australia’s Northern Territory. On one day, what he would come to describe as a day of illumination, he came to understand something about his life. “The experience delivered me into the central project of my adult life as a writer, which…

Writing in the time of COVID-19: Day Sixty Seven

[I had an (online) outreach event tonight for the J-O-B, so I’m recycling something I recently wrote about ‘ōhi’a, the most abundant tree in Hawai’i’s native forest. To read the entire story, supported by some wonderful graphics by Daisy Chung, click here.] The seed of the most important tree in Hawai‘i’s native forests is no…

Writing in the time of COVID-19: Day Sixty Six

I’m sitting on the lanai, waiting on birds. If I lived in Alaska, I might be sitting around waiting for brown bears to awaken from hibernation. In Missouri, it might be deer and their fawn I wait to see emerge from the woods. Lulu and my camera keep me company. A poem or two by Jane…

Writing in the time of COVID-19: Day Sixty Five

The other day, Eric stopped by the grocery store, as he does now and then, to pick up a necessary ingredient for Lulu’s dog food recipe. He was also inspired to purchase flour—because ours has mites, as you may remember—to make chocolate chip cookies. As any of you who follow the news stories of this…

Writing in the time of COVID-19: Day Sixty Four

It’s a holiday weekend, but it doesn’t quite feel like a holiday weekend, certainly not one that kicks off summer. One of our favorite restaurants–Hukilau Lanai–is offering curbside pickup tomorrow evening, so I ordered veggie lasagna for me and mahi mahi for Eric. We haven’t ordered carryout during this whole COVID-19 stay-at-home, safer-at-home, quarantine, shelter-at-home,…