Living In Place

It wasn’t until last Sunday evening, when I saw the yellow moon in the lavender sky that I remembered how much I liked being outside at night. I mean walking outside, without...

An unintended consequence of being a writer is being paid to talk. Never shy about sharing my knowledge or opinions in print, I now speak them out loud to just about anyone who...

Signs of Spring It’s the end of March, and a friend who lives higher up emails, There is still a foot or so of snow outside the door. We know spring is here for a bear has ripped...

Like at least half the American population, I’ve been distressed by current national politics. I went into a deep funk of disbelief back in November; then I became hyper-active,...

Walking Across the New Bridge Last week, I took advantage of what was billed as a “once in a lifetime” opportunity by walking across the new bridge on Interstate 91 before it...