“There’s a mole inside my deer-proof enclosure. The hill marking the tunnel under the fence appeared on the summer solstice; on the night of my birthday, for gawd sake. New hills have appeared each morning since…” Read more.
I am a Pacific Northwest native transplanted to the southeast for 36 years. In 2012, I returned to my childhood home and fell in love with this corner of the country again. I am a grandmother, a storywriter, a teacher, an attention payer, a hiker, and a back roads wanderer. View all posts by Gretchen Staebler