NOTE: CLICKING ON PHOTOS WILL LAUNCH A LARGER VERSION IN ANOTHER WINDOW. Until the past few months, my only entanglement with any owl was through the classic candy commercial (see below). And since I already know how many licks to the center of a Tootsie Pop, I’ve had no reason to re-engage. There even are …
A Tear-Stained NCAA Women’s Championship
I lost it the moment I spied Moriah Jefferson in the post-game aftermath of the Nike Nationals championship. It was the end of a long summer in 2011 and, sobbing, I told her, “Mo, you are going to have to hold me up.” And she did, so we embraced for a long time, crying together. …
Citation Journalism and the Blurring Lines in Reporting
Last Saturday, I saw a front-page tease on The Seattle Times that stirred my heart: The newspaper was reporting that one of my childhood idols, Spencer Haywood, had been elected to the Basketball Hall of Fame. But by the time I went to read the story on the newspaper’s website later that day, things had …
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Photography Lessons from a Fledgling
A few weeks back, I was the first non-employee to arrive at what I’ve come to consider my “home” fields – Nisqually National Wildlife Refuge, south of Seattle near Nisqually, Wash. The sun was beginning to paint pink and orange rays against a darkened sky. Formations of Canada Geese were lifting off from the meadows, …