Other Musings Grits Just Come "Even if you don’t order them, grits just come. Same with email. Email just comes."
Other Musings Bridge Out I think we should not build any additional bridges until after the next epoch, whatever that is. Maybe after the next ice age.
Other Musings How Was Your Winter? Huckleberry and I hiked out to the secluded Shattuck Pond last week, which is about a mile from our back door, up the hill and through the woods. It has been closed to us since heavy snow accumulated, although I can’t remember how long that’s been. By now,
Other Musings March Madness I have always questioned the virtue of awarding an extra hour of evening daylight to March. I feel sure the month was as surprised to get the win as April was the loss. We are not quite prepared for the added benefit around here. It’s like having guests arrive
emerald ash borer To Explain The very branches where fathers courted mothers, and later supervised the first flight of youngsters, will be gone.
Other Musings Too Bad You missed It And, thus, in those few minutes, I was possibly as comfortable, and at rest, as I had been in fifty years.
Other Musings Winter Distemper I think the deep freeze we have been experiencing is making everything irritable
winter Frozen Irony is at work in global warming, tempting bluebirds north for the winter to be sandbagged by frigid temperatures.
Other Musings Report from the Outside World Except for those sanctuaries we have discovered along the way, we drove two thousand miles through an unimaginative, impersonal wasteland.
winter Deep Winter It has been a steady barrage of wind . . . the sort of wind that occupies your thoughts, and raises your voice.
Other Musings Gripped by Vortex It is the season when I feel the undertow of email offers, direct mail catalogues, and the bombast of television commercials. They won’t get me.
winter A Conversation With My Boots The boots are all business at these times, plodding forward like draft horses, saddled with crampons that grab the ice underfoot.
Other Musings Shop and Drop. When you shop like. . . I do, you rarely win prizes for Best Overall Present at the holidays.
Other Musings Bare Trees Nature...does not usually confront us with the piled-up carcasses of once living things—not, at least, in the normal course of business.
Other Musings Standard Time—Sort of Of course, “standard time” is a misnomer. Time is far from standard around the world.
Deer season Good Luck, Little Buck Deer season starts today in New Hampshire, and this is no time for attitude if you are a handsome buck.
Other Musings Holiday Megalopolis It is within the power of marketing to transform any inherently good and joyful thing into one of those over-muscled people, wearing a Speedo.
Other Musings Thanks for Working Today Since we were together last, I attended a college reunion of sorts in Schenectady, New York. It was the 200th anniversary of the fraternity I belong to, and let me point out, I was around for the 150th. On the appointed evening, there was the obligatory reception and dinner, which
autumn Of Free Will and Graders Free Will and Graders 10 3 25 123 PM0:00/326.93399092970521× We live along a dirt road, and the big news this week was the town arriving to grade it. This happens once in the spring and once in the fall. Sitting outside on our porch, we can usually
Other Musings Local Newspapers Are Our Best Defense Where is our final line of defense under the circumstances? The local newspaper.
grandchildren Ever Seen a Lizard Dressed as a Wizard? Science is not the concern of Postcards from Monadnock. Wonder is; more specifically, wondering.
Other Musings When the Inspector Calls A singer’s got to sing, a dancer’s got to dance, and an inspector's got to find stuff.
