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COLUMN: The vigil of the grass, and pining for a Pinzgauer
I have sown grass seed on the place and will have no peace until I see the first ...
I have sown grass seed on the place and will have no peace until I see the first ...
I was walking across the Myrtle Street bridge over the Powder River when I heard, above the soft ...
I looked through my bedroom window with the unique satisfaction of gazing upon a yard put into pastoral ...
Baker County isn’t likely to be mistaken for Ireland. Too many Keystone Light cans, for one thing. And ...
Historic towns tout their preserved buildings in the glossy brochures that entice tourists, but to my eye no ...
Grant Gambleton was surrounded by the symbols of basketball success but he didn’t want to talk about those. ...
I have for the whole of my life almost completely ignored, and without realizing my oversight, the most ...
I am treated occasionally to a written historical account so vivid in its details that I feel almost ...
Baker County doesn’t have an rural-urban political divide to match the chasm that separates Oregon in many electoral ...
I know that my cellphone leaves a trail of digital breadcrumbs but I’ve never thought much about who ...