View from the Treetops
This has been a week of radical ideas perched in my forest of familiarity. Unlike the Green Peace rebels though, these radicals called for cutting some big trees. I started to get nervous.…
Category: Simplicity
Building a Pattern Language of My Own
I have more questions than answers. For me, that makes life interesting. In my first blog, I linked to the site of my favorite book, “A Pattern Language“, by Christopher…
Thriving on Complexity
On a cold morning in March, pedalling along Bush Point Road, I saw this sign. I realized that I didn’t know where I was. My mind was on an inward…
Rent vs Own
It’s 3AM and I am listening to the low, pulsing hum of a freighter making its way up or down Puget Sound. The noise I’m hearing is the propeller churning…
Homecoming
When I arrived home from Montana, I expected the Grand Moment… the Ta-da of completion. It didn’t happen. Not only was the job not done… part of what was…
Road Trip to Montana
Somewhere between Missoula and Butte, Montana, John Lennon is singing “Imagine” on the stereo. “Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can…” I start thinking about my bookshelves again. Mostly I…
Navigating Chaos
There is a fine layer of dust over everything. The cat calendar on the kitchen table still says Friday, October 1st. That was the day before two carpenters arrived for a…
A Word About Sundays…
When I first considered blogging about simple living, I thought that it might be an oxymoron. But it turns out that writing regularly about simplicity keeps me thinking about it……
Stella Sunday Afternoons 