Category Archives: Tides-A-Com’n

Ides of Marching

Posted on March 23, 2019 by washybeach

“It was the kind of March day when the sun shines hot, and the wind blows cold, when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” -Charles Dickens And I thought to myself, “Chaz-Dick, who you tellin’?” … Continue reading →

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December, remember?

Posted on December 1, 2018 by washybeach

Breathe deep, the gathering gloom, the swirling melancholy mists of malaise! What the..? Oh, yeah, December. Well, this grey is why we live in the Northwest! So there must be some other factors conspiring to make me sad. I have … Continue reading →

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Milestones

Posted on December 12, 2015 by washybeach

I’ve spent the last few weeks in a state of heart-pounding retroactive dread. It’s not especially practical, as there’s nothing left to lose. This is supposed to be freedom, right? It was this time last year that my place washed … Continue reading →

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Dreamtime

Posted on August 30, 2015 by washybeach

The tweakers have been fighting over my sneakers. As well they might. They are a sweet old pair of vintage Adidas that I used to wear to cut the grass. When my property fell into the ocean, there was no … Continue reading →

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Afterlife

Posted on February 25, 2015 by washybeach

It’s my hurricane party and I’ll cry if I want to, and take all the pictures I want. The End! I know, right? Yet my place hung in there, on the edge, for a long, long time. I appreciated the … Continue reading →

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WillShe B. Next

Posted on December 30, 2014 by washybeach

Do not go acting a fool right now, for I am in the angry phase of grief. In addition to other events, which we will cover shortly, my friend Regnor, one of the most inspiring and disciplined artists I’ve ever … Continue reading →

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Sanctuary

Posted on December 11, 2014 by washybeach

The Farmer’s Almanac called this last full moon the “Cold Moon, when winter fastens its grip,” and noted that the Cheyenne Indians called it “Moon when the wolves run together.” I need to write those wolves a thank-you note. What … Continue reading →

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Trust

Posted on December 1, 2014 by washybeach

Things are happening so fast here, it’s making my head spin. Every week, this is a different place. “In God We Trust”‘s whole yard disappeared in a single high tide, and now is on the edge, with a huge log … Continue reading →

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Watcherfront

Posted on November 15, 2014 by washybeach

What a surreal image, to see the last part of Craig’s house clinging to the bank early Friday morning.  In gale-force winds on Thursday, November 6, the bedroom and living room fell off the bank, were smashed into bits and … Continue reading →

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View

Posted on November 5, 2014 by washybeach

Now, for the first time, I can see the ocean from my place. Not just a thin blue line glimpsed through the trees, or nice golden west light at sunset, but actual waves, moving. This is due in part to … Continue reading →

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