Good, Quality Thunder
The rain had stopped and we sat just to watch and listen as the storm’s slashing furry settled to not much more than a purr.
A Sensitive Time
Those are things you must get used to in New England, learning to be a tough tomato.
Spring Cleaning
I am vulnerable to every link I come across leading me down another dark tunnel to a free weekly subscription.
Liver Free or Die
I object to the narrow use we make of the animals that pay the ultimate sacrifice on the way to our table.
Calmly on the Waters
Of all the animals we will share property with this summer, we are most attached to the loons. They are the only creature that does not bolt the instant they become aware of our presence.
Total Eclipse
The memory of projecting light on the shirt cardboard stands out only because it was the same afternoon we were taken to see the play, Peter and the Wolf.
Town Meeting
It is Town Meeting season, that time of year . . . for throwing a few punches at your neighbor over the cost of building a new school, apportioning land, and repairing roads so . . . people can . . . get to church.
Moon Walk
I submit our Presidential candidates should be required to spend three nights around a campfire with a view of the sky as part of their spiritual journey to the office.
Now We are Nearly to Spring
Every year, awakened by the Mourning Dove, I would be glad to stand in that spot for a minute or two.
Artificial Intelligence
There will still be tasks available to us after AI has it under control. I feel confident about that at the end of a dirt road.
