Nora’s Foray

Nora’s Foray

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It Was Epic

It Was Epic

This article was first published as Das Boot in Nr. 40, the October 2018 issue of International Sidecar Traveller   It took us almost a week to get packed, after work and in our spare moments. It took longer than that to convince my brother, Andy, and my good...

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Unsettled Weather

Unsettled Weather

  The end of summer is collapsing into a cycle of unsettled weather. A hot day with clear blue sky will suddenly cloud up and let loose a torrent of rain. The night will go black and crack open in streaks of lightning, thunder echoing and rolling across the...

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Moss Creek

Moss Creek

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Good Morning

Good Morning

    2/16/26 6:45 40F (4.4C) it's raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock. The rain is pounding straight down with an incessant, rattling tattoo. The dog is hiding undercover of the front porch,  studiously ignored by the cat. Or so I assume.  I haven't...

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Good Morning

Good Morning

    2/15/26 6:00 38F (3.3C) Cloudy and raining. Walter Dawg is always happy but Sheila Kitty is not a morning person Earlier an owl was calling through the darkness from over near the creek. As light seeped into the gloom birds began to wake. I eaves-dropped...

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Good Morning

Good Morning

    2/14/26 5:30 34F (1.1C) It's a dark  morning.  No wind, a few clouds, a great many stars.                                           If things go as...

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Good Morning

Good Morning

    Friday the thirteenth, February,  2026 5:45 33F (0.5C) It is dark and quiet. A single star pierces the overcast. On the back deck Walter naps with one eye open, vigilant even while sleeping. A car rolls by,  headlights slashing through the morning...

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Good Morning

Good Morning

  2/12/26 6:00 29F (-1.6C) Cold and clear. Everything is frosted white. Stars dot the morning sky. The waning moon is a bright sliver rising above the ridge. Cold nips at my fingers so I wrap my hands around my still warm  mug of tea. Good morning.    ...

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