By Stephen Buller Here on Vashon, as the weather changes faster than Superman in a phone booth, swinging wildly from blue skies to downpours multiple times a week, I try to keep my focus on the silver lining: Summer is right around the corner. Maybe sunshine brings out the optimist in me. Summer means many…
By Caitlin Rothermel On June 4th, 2026, the price of gas on Vashon was about $6.60 for a regular unleaded gallon. But where does the money go? The greatest expenses come at the start, for crude oil production and transportation, followed by oil refining. At about $4.00 per gallon, these factors make up more than…
By Mike Ivaska What does it mean to be “from” somewhere? Do the places we are from still exist? If so, in what sense? And if not, should it matter? Like any good, self-respecting longtime Islander, I have been known to wax philosophic about the way Vashon “used to be.” Even as I sat to…
For many Islanders, summer means fun on the water! And with summer just around the corner, Vashon Island Rowing Club summer rowing classes may be just what you’re looking for – not only for fun, but fitness as well! With classes and camps for both adults and youth, there is something to fit both your budget and schedule….
By Andy Valencia This article was going to be about saving money when you need to buy a PC. I’ll write about that next month, because it’s hard to save money when your operating system is waging war on your pocket book. We need to talk about Microsoft Windows. Most people do need a connection…
By Suzanna Leigh Beside me, Steve holds his cat Bunny gently, wrapped in a blue bathroom towel. We are driving to the Fair Isle Animal Clinic. The glow of love emanating from the two of them fills the car. This may be Bunny’s last day. When Steve called me first thing this morning, he was…
By Suzanna Leigh James and I were still living with the evangelical Jesus-loving Pilgrims in a mansion on Hilo Bay when it happened. One day while James was in school, I hitchhiked into Hilo to buy some watercolor paints and a roll of rice paper. Karl and his partner, who had so generously put us…
By Gates (Pam) Johnson Tomorrow morning at o’dark thirty I will be off to the hospital for my hopefully first and last cancer surgery. Seems like it has been a long journey to get here, but in reality it has been about two months, give or take. Those months have been filled with super highs…
By Richard Odell Some among us get trees like a disease. Big boys are especially prone, but big girls get it too, sometimes. The psychosis might simmer for years, before it really starts to roil. I’d always been a plant guy, and I liked trees well enough. Wanted to see more of them, hated to…