A Big Mistake and A Satisfied Smile
Beginning in the first days of this past winter, and on through to early spring, I was fortunate to have regular visits on the farm from American woodcock. They dominated...
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Lindsay’s Point
The playa was littered with a sea of colorful shotgun shells and brass casings left behind by hunters and sport shooters, but there were no sportsmen there in March, and...
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Cranes on the Platte
A small red light flashed over my head, signaling one of our guides to tap me on the shoulder. “Time to put away the camera,” he said in a hushed...
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March 9, 2016
Super Flappin’ Tuesday
I was up early on March 1, 2016, and at the polling place just after the doors opened at 7:00. Super Tuesday was underway and I was proud to kick...
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The Left Wing of a Chickadee
There is much to love about the snow–tracks to follow across a clean landscape, the crisp cold that comes with the season, the romance of a day free from work...
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Mysterious Southern Winter
Less than week ago, at 7:10 a.m. as the first light of the day was creeping onto the mountain, I laid on my back in the cold, wet stubble of...
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Seeing Red in the River Gorge
On the north sides of the buildings snow persists from a weekend dusting, a fragile sheet of ice covers the pond, and the sun still lingers low as we pass...
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Taxation Without Representation
I do not own the eleven acre tract I inhabit. The tax burden of the land falls on someone else. I mow, prune and garden, repair pipes when they...
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Woodpecker Morning
A pileated woodpecker called from the southwest, his voice punching through a cacophony of crows somewhere not too deep in the woods. It was midmorning and I was meandering...
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