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Walking Alone with White Privilege

Driving home from work one evening about thirty years ago, I noticed an unmarked police car parked in front of a gas station. As I passed by, the car pulled...
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Walking Alone with Nothing to Say

Following several weeks of being driven to write, I have for the past couple weeks, been without much to say. My walks in the woods and photos of wildlife seem...
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Walking Alone on Ascension Day

Walking Alone on Ascension Day

Sitting alone on a trailside bench, I look up at Bullard Mountain. The peak, haloed by dense white cloud, reminds me of long ago Sunday morning images of the Tower...
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Walking Alone – Saying Hello

Walking Alone – Saying Hello

A woodpecker lands just outside the entrance to his new cavity, looks around, then disappears into the void. Moments later, her head appears in the entrance, beak full of wood...
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Walking Alone – Meaning No Harm

Walking Alone – Meaning No Harm

Awakened from a fitful sleep, I unzip my tent and direct my headlamp toward the gentle waves licking the high-water mark. Were Berners Bay experiencing the fierce winds these narrow...
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Walking Alone Under a Magical Moon

Walking Alone Under a Magical Moon

Already visible to folks farther east, the super moon is on its way. In honor of its coming, some will sow their corn, others drum and chant. Many will simply...
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Walking Alone – Blaming Beavers

Walking Alone – Blaming Beavers

A woman walks the trail beside the upper beaver pond. Two young boys running in front of her come to an abrupt stop where overflow floods the trail. “Walk around,”...
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Walking Alone – Singing for No One

Walking Alone – Singing for No One

Alone, I scan the dim, mossy woods. It is early evening at the beaver pond, a time when anything could be stirring. At the far edge of the narrow flood,...
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Walking Alone – Trying to be More Birdbrained

Walking Alone – Trying to be More Birdbrained

Following a fitful night’s sleep, I am off to a later start than I had hoped, but it is still early by any diurnal standards, and the cool morning air...
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