© Tuula Rebhahn 2016

Jesus, Buddha, Trees: A Toast

The Tunnel* Directly below us, there’s a tunnel full of alphabets and symbols. It starts right under the house and runs into the neighbor’s property, only of course they can’t see it, being underground. Only we in the house know about it; we have to be careful what we bring out. We go down at…

Zoes: A Fable

Part One: The Adoption Just before Hannah’s 25th birthday, I got the wild idea to get her a cat as a gift. Was it my idea? We’ll never know. Our good friend Silvia lives in Ashland, and this is where we were visiting for the birthday weekend. I also figured this would be a fine…

Breathe, Dance, Weep, Repeat

When the smoke creeps up through the valley there’s a feeling of dread, and those who can joke tell of Armageddon, and asthmatics stay indoors, and the rest either ignore it or put on white masks. If you’ve never breathed in smoke for days on end, let me tell you the effect is sort of…

1001 Questions Answered About the Seashore*

#173. If a starfish is torn apart into single rays, can each become a new star? Yes, under certain circumstances. Most rays (legs) will only grow out and reconstitute a whole starfish if the ray retains part of the central body region. However, there is a Southern Californian starfish which is remarkable in several ways.…

What I’ll Be Bringing With Me

Earlier this summer I had the scariest experience cycling that I’ve ever had — and that’s in over a decade riding my bike in the city, plus a cross-country tour that included states like Texas and Florida. (Sorry Texas and Florida, your people have a rep. But, in reality, they were nice.) It started out…

Insight to Ashland: Bear Creek Greenway

It wasn’t the best idea to go for bike ride in Southern Oregon last Saturday afternoon. This brilliant observation came to me as I stood ankle-deep in the middle of Bear Creek, bent over to dip as much my head as I could in the cool water. My partner Hannah and I were only three…