I’ve just come back from London. And after a few days in a city where people queue at bus stops as though it were the most natural thing in the world, I’m sitting on the S-Bahn heading into Mitte thinking: Yes. Right. That’s how it was. If you’re visiting Berlin, there are a few things... Continue Reading →
Losing a place is different from leaving it. 2025 was not a year of great distances. It was a year of inward movement. Of subtle shifts, of places that can no longer be reached, and of the things that endured. The farewell to the Pacific Northwest runs through everything like a quiet fault line.The PNW... Continue Reading →
"Top left of America" is how a sticker advertises the Pacific Northwest, often abbreviated to PNW. Some stickers explain that Idaho is not part of it, but so be it. My first visit in the 1990s was a round trip around Olympic National Park, home to the only rainforest in the northern hemisphere. I was... Continue Reading →