Work Worth the Dream

From the first wilderness story heard I had always dreamed of going where few venture. Rod or gun in hand (preferably both) paddling silently in a canoe through the northern waterways would often glide into my thoughts . Visions of bulling through the brush with pack, canoe, compass, and an old hand drawn map ofContinue reading “Work Worth the Dream”

From Whence We Came

We were young once. Almost half a century later some of our stories (even the true ones) might sound a bit far fetched. By the time this picture was taken we drove the tractor and the pick-up on the farm, milked the cows by hand,  and made home-made slingshots that dwindled the farm-yard chicken numbersContinue reading “From Whence We Came”

Green Rivers

Sometimes strange things happen in life for reasons even we can figure out. I’ve asked Tracy DeMarse  (yes my daughter) to be a guest blogger.  You will enjoy this and please make comments below.                                          Continue reading “Green Rivers”

I Dare… Maybe

Not many go here anymore Every time I go by this old farmstead with the trees crowded around and over the entrance, I am reminded how much my life is like this place. The fields still grow some wild grasses and a little alfalfa, the fences are not used for cattle anymore, and the roadsContinue reading “I Dare… Maybe”

Lost Again… and other circular patterns.

I stayed out too late. The sun had set almost 2 hours before and the night was totally black but for a few stars seen through a haze overhead. It didn’t take me long to realize I would get lost quickly as I set out to find the truck less than a half mile awayContinue reading “Lost Again… and other circular patterns.”