Human remains found at Picnic Point

This is an alarming thing to read:Sheriff’s office investigating human remains found at Picnic Point. At this point, there’s so very little to go with. All we really know is that it looks like the body had been there some time. Was it something nefarious, or a sad accident? No way to even guess. 

Do we need to worry about a psychopath wandering about? Any of that kind of thing? Though our fears drive us towards reaction. Yet we need to wait. One of the great challenges of 21st century life: patience. We’ve become terribly used to instant responses.  A whole day?: Painful!

I’m sure the examiner will get us information quickly. Then we’ll have know how to react and move forward.

So, deeply sad stuff. I want to know more. Actually, as far a this sort of thing, I’ll say need.. 

I’ii update as this story as things progress. Until then, be safe Lynnwood, Edmonds Mountlake Terrace friends. 

Be safe. .

The Seattle Connection Of Poet Gary Snyder

Perhaps you’re familiar with Gary Snyder. Most famous for his affiliation with Beat poets like Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg, he work is really it’s own beast. One of my favorite writers, I read his work quite regularly. He’s quite influential on me.

I find the way he combines such things as zen, Chinese literature and nature poetry with geomorphology and geology simply fascinating. And his eye keeps looking at the west coast, with him spending a great deal of time in the Pacific Northwest.

His seminal work, Mountains and Rivers Without End covers a great deal of ground topic-wise. There are several poems with Pacific Northwest themes, but one strikes me most: “Night Highway 99“. (The link will take you to the Google Books edition of book.)

I remember when I first really read the title. “Really” meaning “attentive, aware, awake (in a zen-sort-of-way). The connection was instant. Growing up in Lynnwood just a few blocks from Highway 99, it’s very easy to envision the places he writes about. Also, with my journeys around the region, most of the towns he mentions I know. At least driving by, and many of them have memories of my footsteps upon the ground.

Definitely give Mr. Snyder a read. The rewards; magnificent!

Seattle's Aurora Bridge at night
Seattle’s Aurora Bridge at night

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Seattle’s weird spring 

Oh, my dearest Seattle

A few days ago

I wore a coat

Today? Sandals 

Adorn my feet

My legs 

Bare, delighting 

In the sunlight 

Moving Day

Moving day 

Changes arrived

Blending excitement 

Within sadness 

Transitions leave some 

Behind while 

Potential is birthed