Harbinger

Harbinger

  Swarms of beetles emerge from the receding snow banks on the first truly warm day. Sunbathing on the south wall, a mass of black bugs lined with red, their excrement stains the window trim. Some find their way inside the house where they crawl into my teacup or...
Low Census

Low Census

The doctors took the day off so they sent me home. It was warm out; it seemed like a good day to change my tires. The front tire was still good, so I left it alone. The rear bike tire was badly worn and the sidecar tire was bald, so I devoted my attention to replacing...
Spring Excursion

Spring Excursion

Wrayal and I decided to take a trip up Fir Mountain Road and see if the snow had melted. He loaded his dog, Jenny, into his DMC sidecar and met Walter and me at my house. We headed up Sywers Drive, which was impassable just a couple of weeks ago, and then up Fir...
Saint Patrick’s Day

Saint Patrick’s Day

  I spent the weekend visiting with friends while I did a couple of upgrades to the Triumph. Saturday, Russ brought over a fifth of Wanderback whiskey. We sipped the single malt while testing my charging system and swapping out the stock rectifier for a new Hot...
The Rooster

The Rooster

In the darkness a rooster calls for the sun. His brothers repeat his insistent crowing, like echoes up and down the canyon. They will drag the day from beneath the eastern ridge by sheer force of will. Deep in the shadows, a lone frog applauds their efforts. The...