Pandemic Furlough Campout
With fears of the contagion, business was slow. My employers decided to save some money by furloughing me Tuesday through Wednesday morning, so Walter and I took advantage of the relaxed travel restrictions to go camping. The Triumph loaded with gear, we headed...
Socially Distant Mother’s Day
The Contagion has made the consequences of my procrastination and disorganization so much worse. Last minute saves are just about impossible to pull off. I realized Mother’s Day was just around the corner, and I hadn’t a clue what to do for Mom. I’ve been keeping my...
Saturday Morning Soak
Good morning Saturday. Hot tea and a sunrise soak at Bunny Hump Ranch. As the sun climbs the ridge behind me, a line of brilliance falls across the trees and tipi in front of me. I can actually see...
Throwback Thursday – Taxi Ride
Rick Murray takes me for a "taxi ride" around PIR Saturday, July25,2009 I don't remember screaming but I seem to have lost my voice This was the most excitement I've ever experienced on a motorcycle, let alone on a sidecar. These things are crazy! There is nothing...
A Little Progress is Still Progress
I started chopping out the charred wood from yesterday's burn. It went pretty well, but I decided I wanted it to look more like a canoe, so I rolled it over and used a string to measure where I needed to cut. I...
Good Morning
10/17/25 6:30 49F (9.4C) Dry, breezy and overcast. There were stars out earlier but it is cloudy now. Walter was calm earlier but he is barking at the nieghbors across the street now. I went plinking with Pete yesterday. Today is gun cleaning day. I...
Good Morning
10/16/25 6:00 36F (2.2C) It is clear, cold, dark and breezy. There is an abundance of stars. The moon is hiding in the maple tree. My tea is hot and astringent. I like it strong enough to feel each sip. This is good. ...
Good Morning
10/15/25 5:30 37F (2.7C) Clear and dry with a slight breeze rippling the leaves. It is a dark morning with a star pocked sky. The moon, a waning crescent, hides behind the maple casting dappled light through its trembling foliage. ...
Good Morning
10/14/25 6:15 37F (2.7C) It is a cold, clear morning. The season is changing. Heavy dew but no frost yet. An owl is hooting in the darkness, somewhere over by the creek. Far above, the waning moon wears a tiara of stars. ...
Good Morning
10/13/25 6:15 42F (5.5C) It is a dark, gray morning, as sodden as a discarded dishrag. A disconsolate squawk breaks the silence, some unfortunate bird hiding in the rank grass and dripping briars of a neglected pasture. My dog barks uncertainly at...
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