Some Things Never Change

Just recently my 47-year-old son bought a motorcycle–a silver-colored 150cc Italika.  He had never owned a motorcycle or driven one, so when we brought it to my place, he wanted… Read More

When the Rabbit Leapt

At the lake, there are dramas every day on and around the bird feeders, especially during the winter months.  In winter, the main bird visitors are chickadees, nuthatches, dark-eyed juncos,… Read More

The Messenger

I awakened this morning, and as is my habit, I first peered out my upstairs window.  Below, at the foot of the carousel bird feeder, there pecked away a pair… Read More

Avalanches

I think I know how avalanches occur.  I have seen a few mini-avalanches outside my window on the tree branches.  Rarely does the snowfall in a straight vertical pattern here… Read More

Be Not Afraid

Back around the year 2000, I was building an addition to my lake cabin which consisted of a double garage and above it a master bedroom and bath.  The addition… Read More

Enthusiasm Unleashed

One winter morning I sat in front of a newly kindled fire in the wood-burning stove.  As I sat gazing at the dancing yellow/orange flames and felt their warmth take… Read More

A Pile of Boards

I am reading Kitchen Table Wisdom by Rachel Naomi Remen, a traditionally trained medical doctor turned wholistic healer.  This book is written from the heart.  As I read her stories,… Read More

To the Rescue

Some years ago, during a difficult period of time, I experienced episodes of low mood, characterized by inertia, weightiness, and malaise.  These low moods also brought a sense of futility… Read More

Suddenly, A Beaver

Back in the late 1980s, I bought a lake property with several acres attached.  The extra acreage was heavily wooded with maple, oak, basswood, poplar, sumac, and other deciduous trees… Read More
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