John Crawford Howell muses on whatever happens to be occupying his mind. It can be serious or irreverent, thoughtful or restive, drawn from long ago memories or yesterday's climb in the mountains or walk along the shores of Rosario Strait, hence the title of the blog. The Strait lends itself to reflection, but when the tide rips in from its bigger brother to the south, the Strait of Juan de Fuca, it compels a Cri de Coeur or something.
Through essay, opinion, commentary, and observation, John will share his decades (yeah, he's really gettin' long in the tooth) of experience with his limited, but demanding audience of current and former humans, brown squirrels, wood-peckers, no nothing black tail deer, and good natured puppies. Warning: He speaks fluent "Dog."
Through essay, opinion, commentary, and observation, John will share his decades (yeah, he's really gettin' long in the tooth) of experience with his limited, but demanding audience of current and former humans, brown squirrels, wood-peckers, no nothing black tail deer, and good natured puppies. Warning: He speaks fluent "Dog."
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