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 “Don’t ask me who’s influenced me. A lion is made up of the lambs he’s digested, and I’ve been reading all my life.”

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April Poetry | Lola 2.

April 19th, 2018|

Lola 2. by Leif So she’s buried now beneath the bird bath in my friendship garden (keeping an eye on those nuthatch teases) I still see her from the corner of my eye a small

April Poetry | Lola 1.

April 19th, 2018|

Lola 1. by Leif So I’m thinkin’ we hurt because we love and we love for all the stuff in between package deal we can brace ourselves everytime or we can -like- em-brace it all.

Chamber Hosts Employment Specialist

April 18th, 2018|

-- from Lance Evans -- The Orcas Island Chamber of Commerce invites the public to attend a Business Essentials seminar, aimed at assisting small businesses. Our topic: Initiative 1433 - Paid Sick Leave - Employer

April Poetry | Breakaway

April 18th, 2018|

Breakaway by Jill McCabe Johnson A Steller’s Jay caught his tail in the fishing line we’d draped over our thistle feeder to foil the sparrows. I grabbed kitchen shears and tiptoed beneath the birches where

April Poetry | Do not approach fearfully

April 17th, 2018|

Do not approach fearfully by Margie Doyle Approach lightly, bravely As a sure-footed animal Accustomed to climbing the perilous Heights of home when you go through the door Unexpected love awaits With a kiss for

Support Solar Energy — Locally

April 17th, 2018|

-- from the San Juan Islands Conservation District-- The San Juan Islands Conservation District would like to present OPALCO's Community Solar Project. The project opened for member participation on March 21st and, to date, we

3% Thursday for the Food Bank

April 17th, 2018|

-- from the Orcas Island Food Bank -- Even if you are not a member of the Orcas Island Food Co-op you may still shop there, and 3% of any purchase you make on Thursday, April

April Poetry | When I Was Small

April 16th, 2018|

When I Was Small by Jens Kruse When I was small my grandfather would take me by the hand and walk with me for hours through his beloved city, Hamburg. I liked his calloused hand,

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