Where the Stories Begin

I live in a small cabin in the foothills of Colorado’s Rocky Mountains. My nearest neighbors are bears and mountain lions. Here, I live close to the wild.

My stories and poems are born from this landscape—from its beauty, its solitude, and a life lived close to the land. I am glad you found your way here.

A smiling man with gray hair, beard, and sunglasses standing near a metal railing by the ocean on a partly cloudy day, with cliffs and some houses in the background.