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Gypsy jazz aficionados won’t have to wait until September’s Djangofest to get their fix of a variety of Django Reinhardt-inspired sounds.
Steeped in snow as the island is these days, it’s not uncommon to see the usual drive-by gallery of snowmen dotting the yards and fields of islanders.
The “Twelfth Night” concert by contemporary instrumentalists Tingstad & Rumbel has been a mainstay at Whidbey Island Center for the Arts for as long as the performance hall has been open.
Don your best swimsuit and take a piercing-cold plummet into the New Year.
Young women are swooning regularly over Edward the gorgeous vampire. Meanwhile, local librarians are doing some swooning of their own.
“Give a kid a field guide.”I heard these words recently at an Audubon Society lecture and have taken them to heart for my holiday shopping.… Continue reading
According to my calendar, we are now exactly one week away from Christmas Eve, the last shopping/baking/wrapping/assembling day before there is, finally, no more time… Continue reading
I don’t know about you, but I’ve been a tad down lately.Since our folks have been gone, the holidays don’t seem the same.Now that our… Continue reading
The tumor on the base of his spine was the size of grapefruit. But it took time to convince doctors that something was very wrong.
A tall drink of water strolls into Langley tonight with a guitar under his arm and ready to quench the musical thirst of everybody at the Dog House Tavern.
Pete Jordan and Joan Govedare are married but go their separate ways when it comes to media. But although his oil and watercolor paintings have nothing to do with her raku-fired pots, there is a common quality of silent serenity in both their bodies of work. Both artists are featured in a show at the Rob Schouten Gallery at Greenbank Farm through Feb. 4.
To get a pure, unadulterated impression of a performance, ask a baby.Imagine my luck when I found myself sitting next to a 1-year-old girl at… Continue reading
One of my earliest memories of what we always called “getting ready for Christmas” is being in my grandmother’s kitchen, learning from her how to… Continue reading
While sitting around the caboose the other afternoon, instead of enjoying our splendidly sporadic December sunshine, it occurred to me, since I was alone at… Continue reading
Up at the North Pole, Santa Claus is filling his sack with the latest and greatest amusements.