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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Ravens and the Cougar
Ravens tipped me off. Four feet of fresh snowpack, and I was sweating heavily. I had entered Mount Rainier grounds on a forest service road to trek in the backcountry at low altitudes. I had no desire to create or be caught in an avalanche, so I would snowshoe amongst the huge trees, away from the rivers.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Keys Lost in the Snow
Five days straight of snow, five feet of it, and five degrees below. 5-5-5. Charly kept a path clear and knocked the heavy powder from the windshield of his old Willys every day, yet snow was up to the wheels. Wearing his Sorel boots and a thick scarf doubled around his face, he rocked it from the deep snowbank the weather had set down around the vehicle.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Bend, Oregon Blizzard
December A long weekend in Bend, Oregon, for sunshine was a great idea. Leaving REI to head back to Seattle, huge snowflakes began. Entering the highway, it was white-out conditions. Rodger and Alicia could not drive over Mt. Hood; they would have to use a different, unfamiliar route. The Audi SQ7 was great in snow and the mountains, but these unfamiliar, remote roads from Bend to Seattle weren’t highways; they were two-lane unplowed roads.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Wisdom From the Bookclub. Content Warning.
This is a work of fiction based on actual events, and the characters were created using conglomerations of several people. There is sexual content that some may object to.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
VALENTINE Anniversary
Second month, February, fourteenth day in 2024, our Thirty-seventh wedding anniversary Numbers. Many numbers. Fourteen, Two, Thirty-seven,
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Destination: Anchorage, Part 4, Destination Achieved
“Eddie, Mimi, soon we will be in Anchorage.” Eddie watched through the windshield; Mimi acted like the feline she was, curled up in a ball sleeping.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
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