I awoke this morning at dawn because our dog, Lola, was standing over us in the tent, acting agitated. No matter how tired she should be from the previous day’s adventures, and no matter the fact that she routinely sleeps in until 9 a.m. on the weekends at home, it starts to get light out [...]
We paddled against the current about two miles to get here. Hardly able to believe the good fortune that the campsite was open. We sat by the little creek for a bit and sipped some beers and then left to paddle up another mile or so where we beached the canoes at a sandbar and [...]
In my memories of spring paddles, the river and the skies are gray. The trees that line the shore are leafless, but birds sing out loudly. This spring, when we put the canoe in the water it was raining. The first mile of paddling was cold and we wondered what had compelled us. Later, when [...]
I know I’ve been a negligent blogger for the past couple months, and for that I apologize to those who support and enjoy my efforts here. Work has kept me busy writing and thinking about woods and waters. I’ve also had the inklings of inspiration to save up some of my writing energies for a [...]
I’m well aware it’s been a long time since I’ve posted on here, much less with any frequency. I blame quitting one job and starting another. A winter that overstayed its welcome by about three weeks hasn’t helped any either. But, I decided that if spring is going to be reticent with signs of her [...]
We hosted my parents and grandma and Rosie’s parents at our house for Thanksgiving. It was a wonderful day. Enough sentiment to make it memorable, enough relaxation to make it enjoyable. Perhaps the best thing about Thanksgiving weekend is that you get the holiday out of the way right off. Once all the dishes were [...]
A chapbook I've published containing my writing alongside the work of some other talented folks.
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