by Vernon Wade | Nov 12, 2020
Ever notice how traditions spring from repetition, almost without our noticing? Apparently, my brother and I have a traditional Halloween camp-out. Every year, we go up in the woods, camp, carve Jack O’Lanterns, hunt mushrooms, drink too much, and eat too much....
by Vernon Wade | Nov 11, 2020
Cranberries and Chanterelles Cranberries ripen at the height of chanterelle season. It was inevitable eventually I would try cooking them up together. I’m only surprised it took me so long to get around to it. Ingredients chanterelles wild...
by Vernon Wade | Nov 10, 2020
Damp The clouds have come right down to the ground, enveloping me It is not raining, but I can feel the water particles brushing against my skin with their cold, damp touch
by Vernon Wade | Nov 9, 2020
November 9th The stars shine in bright defiance of the waning half moon Behind me and to the west the lunatic yipping of coyotes echos A farm dog standing sentry barks and the pack falls silent Frost sparkles on the ground yesterday’s storm has blown...
by Vernon Wade | Nov 7, 2020
Light breeze from the southeast sends golden leaves sailing by one at a time