Five hundred and fifty supercharged ponies, hand on the cue ball shifter, top down, wind blowing through what’s left of my hair: when I was a fourteen year old boy, seeing the Shelby Mustang GT-500 on the showroom floor of my small town Ford dealer made an indelible impression.
No, I’m not an advertisement for STIHL! This picture shows me doing something I love, cutting down trees and brush on my property. For the past 21 years my husband and I have worked on our property and home on Camano Island.
The number one thing on my bucket list is to hike the Pacific Crest Trail with a camel. Not just any camel: a Bactrian camel to be exact. That may seem a bit far-fetched, but there is a story I need to tell to clarify how this idea came to fruition.
In my working life I provide spiritual care for hospice patients. The communities I serve are north of the Skagit River, from Bow to Marblemount. Beyond that, let me share a passion from my non-working life: an activity that occupies half of a calendar year.
When people discover that I lived half my life in Japan, I get the chance to hear about all the incredible experiences they enjoyed while traveling the country. I often hear, “Oh, Hiroshima and Nagasaki were so moving.” Or “The Sapporo Ice Festival was amazing!”