Though I read a ton, I am the kind of person who likes to be surprised. Case and point – I know I can open a book or Google “Connecticut Woodpeckers” and be given a full, detailed spread about the variety of woodpeckers in the state – but I would rather experience their individuality spontaneously.Continue reading “The Other Woodpeckers”
Category Archives: Stream Of Consciousness
In Dreams…
Storytelling is – and has been – the best form of communication – since.. Forever! That will never change. It’s storytelling that has allowed cultures to survive for generations.Storytelling that brought the news to the masses.. Storytelling is what allows us to thrive. And it’s in every aspect of communication – fact or fiction, orContinue reading “In Dreams…”
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”
That Skull and Wreath Combo
I take a ton of pictures. Sometimes I’ll take a picture and let it simmer – so that when I return to it, if I return to it, it has a different meaning. Such is the case with this picture – taken randomly as I was walking up to the driveway from the house. ItContinue reading “That Skull and Wreath Combo”
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”
Clay
Memories… I can remember back to when I was 2-3 years old. Good memories and bad memories. Big family parties and a small kitchen knife that stuck into my finger when I was washing dishes in my diaper. (I’ll show you the scar.) But my memories are mostly good, because it was mostly good. (And,Continue reading “Clay”
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…”
9.22.21
Summer’s almost gone – and the general consensus in this household is: GOOD! Sure, we have a ton of fun with the longer days and hot weather, but there comes a point where you need to get your feet back under you. Get your head back in it – rely on an alarm clock untilContinue reading “9.22.21”
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”
Tribe Of Flannel 