Category Archives: end of life
Living in Mid-Autumn
Autumn beauty is everywhere around our neck of the woods. Stuff is dying like crazy. Beautiful fall leaves changing color are dying leaves. Most of the worker bees have been chased out of the nest and are gone even though … Continue reading
Filling Dads Shoes
It’s not possible, you know, to fill dad’s shoes. Why do I even want to try? What drives one to be the hero and mentor someone else has attained to? If for no other reason than to retrace his steps … Continue reading
One Cast, Two Fish Story
Its not often a fish is caught on the first cast. Two fish with one cast is, well, unusual and has the makings of another fish tale. This one is special as it’s one of dad’s oft fished lakes. I … Continue reading
Adventure and Fear: The Hunt and Haunt
Confessions of an adrenaline junkie I have this….um; weakness, bent, brash drive and pure happenstance existence to dive into the unknown. At least it’s unknown to me and usually those (un)lucky enough to be along. Consider these true and unembellished snippets. … Continue reading
Wilderness Food Planning for the unorganized (like I should talk)
I was in the grocery store for a couple hours (seemed like) with a cart load of camping food and my cart disappeared. It was just gone. I found it two isles over being pushed by a very small elderly … Continue reading
Day Before Snow
I stopped at the mail box on my way home from work to catch the sun going down. It was over-sized and red as the air was filled with the smell of smoke all day from wildfires 90 miles northwest … Continue reading
Bye for now
I admired the sunrise this morning. I get to see the daylight come each week day as I drive east to my day job. I have this underlying quest to have several ingredients be a part of each of my … Continue reading
Spring is coming
It looks cold and it is. Ice crystals cover everything in sight after a heavy fog rolling into below zero temperatures. It’s the middle of winter but spring is coming, I know it! I couldn’t help but stay awhile by … Continue reading
>Of monster Trucks and Joy Juice by Gary Fultz
> We live as in a fog, only seeing the immediate, yet the universe and beyond is navigable Her face radiated joy underneath a peaceful wrinkled face. Recognizable in the wistful words coming from the upside of … Continue reading