A Locavore Thanksgiving
Last year about this time, I was asked by the Chattanooga Pulse to write a cover story for their Thanksgiving issue. I thought it might be nice to re-post that...
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Soup, Scotch, Whiskey, and Beer! (Oh My!)
I received a text from my host in Minneapolis yesterday afternoon informing that she would be later than planned by an hour or so. “Shall I make supper?” “Sure!” My...
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Here Comes the Goony Bird, and I say… It’s Alright!
The boat mustn’t have been more than sixteen feet long but from my perch in the bow, my father who sat on the rear bench, his right hand on the...
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eddying out
I don’t see these friends often. Most of them I only visit with for about twenty-four hours each fall when we gather for an overnight paddle on the Wisconsin River...
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Eating on the Road
The sun is setting as I leave my hotel room for a bite to eat. After ten hours in the car today I was determined not to drive any more....
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Morning Dilemma
At 7:00 in the morning, with whippoorwills calling, dew on the grass, hot coffee on my desk and ideas in my head, whether to go for a walk or to...
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September Thanks
It is September in Tennessee and, unlike in so many of our northern states where the sumacs have been bright red for a couple weeks already, we are still in...
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Thinking About Children.
I woke up a little before 5:00 this morning remembering a joke from my childhood. Being really bad at remembering jokes and given that this was a very bad joke,...
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What do you see?
There was once a young monk who ran across his master on a meditative walk. As he approached trying to be respectful and quiet, he saw the master spit on...
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