I was raised where two rivers collide

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I was raised where two rivers collide

where the waters of my last name

blur with the nature that surrounds me

beauty a daily occurrence

that restores in me a passion and joy

sometimes lost throughout the day


I was raised in a small town that shares the name of a not so small town

“where are you from?”


“California? That’s cooo…..”

“no, Washington”

“where’s that?”


I sometimes change my answer

a simple Tri-Cities will do


I was raised in southeastern Washington

sagebrush meets mountains meets rolling fields of wheat

hot summers and cold winters

city meets country


I was raised in a place filled with beauty all around

my home