It starts with a low rumble. As the noise grows louder, I shade my eyes and look up at the blue sky. Overhead, the roar approaches and its source comes into view—half plane and half boat. A floatplane near Friday Harbor, San Juan Islands I'm still surprised when I spot a floatplane overhead. Since I grew up in a very rain-challenged California valley, there was little reason for a floatplane to fly over my childhood home! Now that I live in the Pacific Northwest, I find these

(New) Cape Tryon Lighthouse, Prince Edward Island. Credit: William Li CC BY-SA 4.0 When L. M. Montgomery published Anne's House of Dreams...

After a week of what we call "Junuary" in the Pacific Northwest—a week filled with cloudy gray skies—I woke up to the summer sun...

A lone figure walked along the beach after a fierce storm. With her long skirt twisting in the steady wind, she put up a hand to keep her elegant hat in place. Her gaze turned downward as she searched the beach for treasure brought in by the "northwester." She bent to pick up an object, and it glistened in the sunshine. Hermenia held up a beautiful glass float to add to her collection. In the late 1800s, Hermenia Zauner often combed the beach on an isolated island off the

Every time you visit a lighthouse, there are a wealth of stories to discover. And when you open the pages of a book with a lighthouse...

New Dungeness Light Station Would you pay money to spend a vacation washing windows, mowing the lawn, weeding, polishing brass, and...