A few thoughts… On learning to ski
By Sandy Compton Reader Staff Winter has finally arrived, though the frosting on my small forest looks more like December than January. Thankfully, the frosting is much thicker on our mountains. I’ve not had...
By Sandy Compton Reader Staff Winter has finally arrived, though the frosting on my small forest looks more like December than January. Thankfully, the frosting is much thicker on our mountains. I’ve not had...
By Sandy Compton Reader Contributor I’ve lately confessed to enjoying the writings of Loren Eiseley. If you haven’t gotten one of his books and started reading (with a dictionary handy), I may not be...
By Reader Staff For 21 years, Blue Creek Press has published books of fiction, poetry, political commentary, travelogues, short stories and more — all steeped in a sense of the Inland and Intermountain West...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist When I was young, I had a book, I Have Five Pennies, in which a young boy is sent to the store by his mom for groceries. She gives...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist “Stuff” can be translated to mean many things, but this is a family newspaper, so “stuff” is what we will call stuff. We’re all receiving stuff in the form...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist Fall is falling. Sunday morning, it becomes official. I will — hopefully — be in a spot that cares nothing for the arbitrary Gregorian calendar, but is sensitive to...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist Digging in the dictionary recently led to monogenesis, a theory that all living things evolved from a single cell — some combination of proteins and acids and God-knows-what-else that...
By Sandy Compton Reader Staff In the July 3 edition of the Reader, I confessed to gathering odd words and the names of short-lived famous people from American Heritage Dictionary’s booster seat edition. For...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist I’ve not been writing a lot of late — mostly, just this column. The best days of writing are dark and wet, when I’m glad to be inside and...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist It seems to be spring. Winter wasn’t so great, as winters go; after too many days of skiing last season, I’ve not had enough this year. But I’m grateful...