A few characters As a field biologist, I often said there was a reason I worked alone in the woods for so many years. Not quite a misanthrope, I don’t suffer fools […]
Dog parking at the end of the trail
When the season’s over There are fewer than five miles of roads on an island more than 500 miles from the nearest landmass. At the end of the season, ride your snowmobile […]
There are no words
Death I know that there are no words to make death better and so, I often remain silent for too long when people I know suffer a loss.