Going Out with the Ranger
My goal is to go out with the Ranger. Not in it, mind you—which would serve no one—but out together as we shift down, tow less, and go slower uphill.
Caught Flat-footed
The fox was a gift of creation. I hollered, “No! No! No!”
To Explain
The very branches where fathers courted mothers, and later supervised the first flight of youngsters, will be gone.
What’s in Your Pocket?
What are you thankful for, I asked? What travels with you?
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.
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.
Good Luck, Little Buck
Deer season starts today in New Hampshire, and this is no time for attitude if you are a handsome buck.
Thanks for Working Today
Since we were together last, I attended a college reunion of sorts in Schenectady, New York. It was the 200th
Of Free Will and Graders
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We live along a dirt road, and the
Ever Seen a Lizard Dressed as a Wizard?
Science is not the concern of Postcards from Monadnock. Wonder is; more specifically, wondering.
