Stalking Beaver

My Inspiration: Brother Craig wrote about the Beaver. So relevant on many levels for today…Check out his poem here  Thanks Craig, you write so well! I couldn’t help but rewrite an old story written when I had about zero readers…I still tell my grand kids this (actually true, embellished a smidgen) story, but not atContinue reading “Stalking Beaver”

Smokey Shadow

When we were kids, us siblings decided to sleep overnight in the huge haymow of the barn. Sleep in the hay! yea! (insert picture of actual barn) A big yard light gave off enough light through the top of the flopped open barn door to see enough, and enough dark to sleep. Maybe. The 12Continue reading “Smokey Shadow”

Getting Noticed

  I recently read (this morning actually) a passage on how much getting noticed meant to one man who has probably more influence than any of us could ever dream of doing. I have been thinking about it all day. With a billion people on social media (whatever the number is it’s lot) it seemsContinue reading “Getting Noticed”

I’m in Chaage (yep, totally in charge)

Chaage: my young grandsons word for Charge This morning seemed like a good time to shovel some snow off the roof. It’s knee deep up there and the skylights are covered. There is heat loss around a skylight, ice dams build up and any melting water backs up under the shingles and leaks into theContinue reading “I’m in Chaage (yep, totally in charge)”

Ice Fishing and Christmas

New ice in northern Minnesota. Literally a thin skin on the water with unbelievable strength. Four inches of clear ice and a small car can drive on it (if there are no cracks, thin spots, snow ice, no wind to buckle it, no springs underneath, you don’t drive too fast, and other unforeseen issues)  ifContinue reading “Ice Fishing and Christmas”

>Angry Beaver — Picture truths series #2 By Gary Fultz

Vicious beaver             Here I was, minding my own business on an absolutely calm evening with the lake all to myself. I was    catching a load of crappies from a canoe barely drifting through the moon lit evening. I just about tipped the canoe when the water was torpedoed by this angry beaver. This beaverContinue reading “>Angry Beaver — Picture truths series #2 By Gary Fultz”