August 10, 2019

Walking Through the Valley of the Shadow “To teach superstitions as truth is a most terrible thing.” Hypatia The Writer Elkhound trots by my side, then bounds forward to chase after a squirrel running across the fence top. Later she winds around my legs and nudges me as I pause. The weight of the world… Read More

July 6, 2019

BUCKLE-UP Wilderness whups ass. No one is exempt. Ice cracks. Frozen lakes overflow. Bears charge down steep slopes. An inflatable raft springs a leak. A critical box of supplies gets left behind. WTF: where are the matches? Predators large and small are afoot. As are swarms of the most bloodthirsty of all: mosquitoes and no-see-ems.… Read More

June 21, 2019

Ravens collect coils of vine, twists of ribbon, and shiny discarded baubles. They have been known to incorporate barbed wire into their nests. Corvus corax adapt and use whatever catches their eye to construct their sky-harbors. As I cull through old words, seek out new images and hunt for the unexpected turn of phrase –… Read More

April 17, 2019

As I grapple with ideas for a developing story my Norwegian Elkhound pup, Thora, gnaws on a non-rawhide chew and occasionally gives chase to a new idea. Elkhounds are an ancient breed with fur the color of spilled ink: black, gray, silver and white. Thora will be a year old at the end of May.… Read More