By Suzanna Leigh I had a conversation with a squirrel the other day. She was a native “Douglas” squirrel, brownish with a brownish-red underbelly. She seemed to defy gravity as she perched on the side of the shed, hind feet up, her head down closer to my eye level. She looked directly into my eyes…
Butternut Squash and Ginger Soup
By Craig Bailey, “Fiddlehead Bistro,” Saranac Lake, NY This vegan soup is great for a cold winter day with some crusty bread and a fire. It’s bright and hearty and warms from the inside. It can also be served chilled, but for me it’s all about warmth. To get the meaty undertone, browning the onions…
Smoothie Sludge Bread
Or, “What To Do With Smoothie Remnants?” By John Valencia We call this my “Smoothie Sludge Bread!” The hiccup is that it requires the pulp leftover from my daily juices. But I guess if people do some juicing, then they’d have it on hand. And the backstory is really just that: I had this leftover…
The Story of Tomtomtidimiddletom (part 4)
By Andy Valencia The next morning, the car went out on another trip, but Tom didn’t even pay attention. He could feel his body trying to push out a second flower, and he held it back even as his one flower gathered pollen and started trying to grab all his juices to form so many…
Llaughing Llamas Chronicles – December
By Daniel Hooker I went to psychic the other day, and knocked on her door. She said, “Who’s there?” I guessed she wasn’t a full psychic, only a medium, so I left. ~ From Steven at the Library. Q: What is a librarian’s favorite type of mushroom? A: Shhhh, talkies. ~ From Monet at Thriftway….
Poems From “Grief Age Love”
The following poems are included in a new anthology of poems written by over 30 Vashon poets, and edited by Jeanie Okimoto of Endicott and Hugh Books. Editor’s note: We meant to include the following poem by Lynn Carrigan in our November issue, and feel it is just as rich in December! Enjoy. Mid-November In…
Forest of My Heart
A winter prayer and proclamation By Jane Valencia Lantern in the darkwoodShine on the wolves!Rouse them from the long spell andthe slumber of the snows. Your campfire burnsin every one of my cells.Wake us, O Lord, into holiness. In the briar’s nestthe dragon yieldsand the elves put down their bowsSurrender, my heart,Surrender again! We assume…
Deep Space Rendezvous
By Mike Curtin I’m not an expert on any of this, but 3I/Atlas is the object that’s captured my attention lately. It’s the third interstellar object known to enter our solar system (thus the “3”). The “Atlas” part refers to the telescope that first spotted it. This is an unusual comet. It’s green, for one…








