Good Listeners

Last night, the girls were asking me what our next pet should be. My first response was that we’re full up on pets for the time being, but as they worked on me a bit – and erring to my imagination – I said that our next pet should be a fox. I understand thatContinue reading “Good Listeners”

Black Bears & Basement Stairs

I sat down this morning to do a little writing for a friend of mine. A link to the past, and connection to my life in the outdoors – nothing monumental, but I’m not looking for a change of pace. This is just something that fell in my lap, through word of mouth, and asContinue reading “Black Bears & Basement Stairs”

Therapy from a Stranger

Rumor has it that Kris Kristofferson stumbled into a bar one night, saw a mailman with a guitar on stage – and before you knew it – John Prine stopped delivering mail and became a voice of the people. Now, I won’t go off on a rant here and tell you that John Prine wasContinue reading “Therapy from a Stranger”

It’s not too late…

The thing about fall – especially, if not exclusively – in New England is that it’s the perfect time to get lost and found – a time to immerse yourself in all of it and let it guide you through without fuss or a set goal in mind. Whether you get into the witchyness ofContinue reading “It’s not too late…”

Cosmic Contradictions

Last night, Thursday August 12th, 2021, we were supposed to get a Perseid Meteor Shower of biblical proportions. We didn’t. We got a great night sky – clear as a glass – sprinkled in wonder – but no shooting stars or any other sort of cosmic occurrence. There will be another chance. There always is…Continue reading “Cosmic Contradictions”

The Saga Of The White Faced Hornets

Saga seem like a strong word for something that only took up a few minutes of each day, for two days. But the whole idea of it – the physicality and possibilities it presented – was living rent free in my brain for a solid day – so, well – saga stays. Saturday, Aug 7Continue reading “The Saga Of The White Faced Hornets”

The Den

Growing up, we had a room in our house that was designated as a catch-all: a place to store things forgotten that you weren’t ready to forget, a place to iron clothes, and a place to hide Christmas presents from prying eyes… It’s also where a majority of our houseplants, in varying stages of theirContinue reading “The Den”

Pileated Maple.. Maybe

There’s an old, dying tree out back that was old and dying when I bought this place a few years ago. It’s upright and alright – but this tree has decayed to the point where it can’t be identified. However, I would assume it’s in the maple family based on its size and what’s growingContinue reading “Pileated Maple.. Maybe”