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Here’s to May and all the new growth it has to offer! Now do this quick read and get out there. There’s something coming up for you. I promise. Boom! Crash! Boom! Crackle! Today we are in the middle of a delightful May thunderstorm. It started in the middle of the night and has continued . . . → Read More: The Lusty Month Of May The Light is Back! We have more daylight. But that’s not all. It’s a different light of brightness, crispness and tinges of color. There is a warmth to the light I have not seen in awhile. No longer the dull light of winter, this the new light of March triggers a change in my perspective. . . . → Read More: Feelin’ Groovy…A March Mix Cheers! Happy New Year, Everyone! Relax. No resolution suggestions will be shared here. I am a Resolution Free Zone. I just don’t make them. And I’ve come to accept that I cannot convert everyone to my way of thinking. Make your New Year resolutions. And have fun. And if you still have some inspiration . . . → Read More: The Best of All Possible Worlds At the top of my love list of all things Fall are warm campfires, an illuminating centerpiece for all my backyard gatherings. At the end of a cold and damp day, whether cutting firewood or playing with my hunting and fishing friends, I gravitate to the fire with the enthusiasm of old dog in need . . . → Read More: Keeping the Campfire Burning A remote Northern Ontario lake Alone in the boat Alone on the lake I cast Drat! My lure hits a beaver! Splash! Slap! My line screams out And out And out Do I cut the line? I hang on Little line left on my reel But, wait! I’m reeling in I breathe I reel in . . . → Read More: A Fish Tale Things are lightening up! With March, we have more light. The sun increasingly rises above the tree tops around my home. Critters are sticking their noses out of burrows, dens, holes, brush piles and woodpiles and taking good long sniffs of the air. Winter is hanging on this year with another 12 inches of snow . . . → Read More: Over The Top Once again, January has locked the northland in a deep freeze. With the cold temperatures, little moves. The creek has numerous ice bridges over it and the little bit of running water moves toward the river like liquid gelatin. In an otherwise silent world, the river itself is full of ice flows, creating an unearthly . . . → Read More: Give It A Rest I’ve been away for awhile. I lost my precious pup, Jersey, in October and after 15+ years with her by my side, I felt paralyzed. I’ve finally managed to write about her on my squidoo lens, Remembering Jersey Girl. Any proceeds from that lens goes directly to the Humane Society. We are at the tail . . . → Read More: Let’s Do Better Summer in Northern Michigan is busy. Busier than I like. There are too many people, too many events, the lines are too long, the traffic is too thick and the noises are too loud. In Summer, I crave becoming disconnected. Being connected is so easy. All we need to do is just call someone up . . . → Read More: Disconnected May has ended and we are entering June. I’m noticing stillness all around me. This is not the stillness of Winter when much becomes dormant, quiet and in hibernation. This is the stillness of Summer when there is a more lazy and centered movement. It’s the stillness of contentment. The woods around my home are . . . → Read More: In The Stillness |
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