Blog : Musings

Mayfly

Mayfly

It’s that season again, and with that season, we’ll require a reminder that Mayflies cannot kill you. They can’t give you …

Guest Post

Guest Post

My son had a school writing assignment due this week. I read it and thought it was entertaining. He shares some characteristics with his fat…

Tired

Tired

Well, today it happened. I’ve officially ran out of things to say. Specifically, of things to write. There’s nothing left. After…

All Time

All Time

I’m hearing that this warm up is an all-time high. It’s the highest it’s ever been, so high, so early.  The men said they&…

Gray Again

Gray Again

What, exactly, are we supposed to do with this?  We wake to the dim light, not because it beckons us but because we must, we sleep with the …

Eagles

Eagles

The Eagles don’t belong to us. They fly here, they fly around, and then they fly away. They don’t visit while we boat, and they …

To Farm

To Farm

The tractor is more important than everything else. The barn matters some, but not so much that you’d particularly miss it if you didn…

Rain

Rain

There’s a front to the north and it’s high and it’s deep and it’s dark and it’s nearly here. I can see it from…

The Ash

The Ash

The oldest man with some knowledge of trees died 11 years ago. Other men lived longer, but those men didn’t know anything about trees …

Rabbit

Rabbit

My dog eats rabbits. He hears them in the grass. He smells them on the air. He sleeps at night and dreams of rabbits and then he wakes up an…

Spring

Spring

Spring started a couple of months ago. I guess it was in March. March is when spring starts, the calendar says. Before that, it’s wint…

Deadlines

Deadlines

I think about the days when I won’t write on this blog. I think about how admitting that is to somehow run afoul of the unwritten rule…

Spring

Spring

The trees in my front yard are budding. The trees in my back yard are budding. The trees at my office are budding. I’d be willing to b…

The Future

The Future

Twenty years ago today was a normal day. Nothing much happened. I woke up and I drove myself to the gas station across from Daddy Maxwell…

Sleet

Sleet

The woman is running. She’s running on the other side of the street. The sidewalk. She’s running from East to West, but I haven&…

Road Work

Road Work

The signs made it known in July that the men would come to work on the road in August.  There was a sign taped to the door of this office, a…

Oh Henry

Oh Henry

I can’t quite read the name of the boat. ENRY is all I can see, the rest blocked by the odd inboard/outboard engine protruding from th…

The Cubs

In 1998 I was just a kid. But I was a kid selling real estate, and as a result I was in a strange place. My friends were all still off at co…