Andrea Corwin

Joined March 2021

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🐘Wildlife 🧘‍♀️ 🖋️🈷️ 3rd°🥋 See nature through my eyes and photos.

Poetry, haiku, fiction, horror, life experiences. Written without A.I. © Andrea O. Corwin

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Redpolls Enchant Cayenne
Cayenne watched the flock of tiny Redpolls eating the hulled sunflower seeds mixed with thistle she had sprinkled across the snow mounds off the back porch. She loved watching these tiny finches, smaller than Chickadees. The tiny bird wasn’t bothered by the extreme temperatures; today, it was fifteen degrees Fahrenheit.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Winter at Mt. St. Helens
“He knows sign language?” Myron is snickering; she glares at him, then leans in to scruff Badger on his neck. He preens, and Myron became an instant fan. Anyone his dog liked, he liked.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Mike and Myron's Meetup
Step by step, the creature and Mike made their way toward each other. Mike caught a faint scent of the creature and turned to Myron.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Badger's Encounter
Big Foot was gone instantly. “How can that brown shaggy creature disappear in this snow?” Myron asked. Angry it had kicked his dog, he was now in stalk mode, his scope over his shoulder.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Badger Visits Mt. St. Helens
“Cayenne, can you fly Myron and Badger down here?” “To Seattle?” “No, Cougar, KWN52.” “Baby, that would be a multiple-day flight.”
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
The Day After, 1100 Hours
I must have fallen asleep for a few minutes before dawn. The snow-laden air was fresh, and I had to shake the two inches of newly fallen snow off me.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
0115 PNW
Snowshoeing along the mountain trail, dark clouds rolled overhead. Visiting the Pacific Northwest from my Alaska home, I knew how the weather could change in the mountains in a minute. Different climate than Alaska, but I had the skills to handle it. My planned route was provided to the rangers; I had an avalanche beacon and was outfitted for deep snow and negative temperatures.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Cayenne, Alaska Bush Pilot
“Baby, I love that ruby on your finger!” He watched her from their bed, happy to be back from the Bush. Mike’s fiancé, Cayenne, smiled at him. “I’m flying media people over the Wickersham Wall on Denali, so I must head out now. Love you!” She kissed him, handing him a hot mug of coffee.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Mountain Vistas
The Cascade Mountains appear ethereal in the mist. A labyrinth of peaks and valleys, they whisper to me: Come, enjoy our slopes and trails,
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Destination: Anchorage, Part 3
“Eddie, Mimi, we are finally past spooky Kluane; the lights across the lake and no vehicles on the road made it eerie. The howling wolves creeped you out, didn’t they Eddie? You were all shivering and whining. Yep, and Mimi slept through all of it. It’s OK, Eddie, just a few more days until we get to Anchorage.”
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Shelly's Pontiac LeMans
1974. Geneva, Illinois, The Fox River Valley At nine a.m., Shelly backed her 1965 Pontiac Tempest LeMans out of the garage; the map was laid open on the seat beside her, and she had our route in yellow highlighter.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Eye Check-up Gone Awry
Gold flashes at the edge of my eyes marked the beginning of my saga after my twenty thousand steps in Machu Picchu in Peru. After the Citadel, we walked around at an even higher altitude in Peru's Lake Titicaca and Puno area. The altitude of 12,810 feet at Sillustani, a pre-Inca burial site, was our highest.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Serve