Category Archives: Humptulips County

The Memory of Shadows On The Grass

Posted on September 24, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

Autumn has finally arrived in Humptulips County after several fitful starts.  The rain has settled in for a several day stay, and while the grass is still tan and sere from the summer’s insistent sunlight, it will shortly return to its usual … Continue reading →

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Summer-Swan

Posted on September 1, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

While the season hasn’t officially arrived, early signs of fall are everywhere in Humptulips County.  Temperatures fluctuate a good deal during the course of each week and between each night and the following day, the rain has come back in compact, intermittent storms that are often violent, and … Continue reading →

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The High Harsh Light Of August

Posted on August 8, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning.  The weeks that come before are only a … Continue reading →

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The Grumblings Of Gods

Posted on July 23, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

Summer is taking a brief break here in Humptulips County.  After many days of high, unblemished sun and smothering heat, the rain has returned, bringing with it low, unseasonal temperatures and a low-hanging, darkened sky.  The light is that of early fall: heavy, moist, rendered in acrylics … Continue reading →

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Where Dreams End and Mornings Begin

Posted on June 27, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

I had a terrible dream last night.  I was with my son Peter and we were visiting my friend Tom. Wait a minute.  I need to set the stage better, for there are important facts which are necessary for the reader … Continue reading →

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Impressions From A Solitary Morning Walk

Posted on May 30, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

I took the morning’s walk by myself today since Helen was unable to join me.  Without the benefit of our usual conversations about all we see and notice around us, I was left to my own devices – devices that yielded the … Continue reading →

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The Enhanced Colors of Spring

Posted on May 12, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

Last summer we found a cheap thistle feeder at the supermarket and hung it outside our living room windows.  It attracted crowds of goldfinches.  In fact, there was no room at the inn on most days, with birds hanging on … Continue reading →

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A Fine and Misty Spring Morning

Posted on May 7, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

A fine and misty morning has dawned.  Mist is rising from each of our fields, lingering evidence of an early tryst between earth and sky.  The very air approaches corporeality, a near  transubstantiation offered as if in thanksgiving for the bounties of the coming hours and serving as the binder in a translucent stew liberally flavored with the pastel seasonings of Spring. Copyright secured by Digiprove © 2014 Stephen EllisSome … Continue reading →

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April Hymns

Posted on April 9, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

Morning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for the springing fresh from the word Eleanor Farjeon, Morning Has Broken It’s pre-dawn, the time when advance columns of light … Continue reading →

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Winter Hangs Heavy

Posted on January 23, 2014 by Gavin Stevens

There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are – None may teach it – Any – … Continue reading →

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