Sep 22, 2011 | Blog
It sounded like someone was spraying our house with a fire hose last night– wind and rain to “beat the band”, as Chip would say. The fishermen came in, thank goodness, although the one at our dinner table shrugged and said, “It wasn’t...Sep 20, 2011 | Blog
I want to go back to my cozy tent at moose camp. No phones, no email, no nothin’– just a lot of walking and sitting and listening to the river, the rain, the low hum of distant waterfalls, the thunder of the calving glaciers, the patter of the wind in the...Sep 16, 2011 | Blog
I’m off for a march in the swamp moose hunting– with Chip–Wish us luck. Oh- and Lexie and Stuart had the baby, little Charles Steven is named after their fathers. Everyone is well and happy. Sep 14, 2011 | Blog
“I stole your double-boiler” Chip said as he stuffed one more thing into the plastic bins and dry bags piled up in the hall. I have packed the cooler. The boys are heading up the river to moose camp this afternoon, I’ll get to go for the weekend. In...Sep 12, 2011 | Blog
I wish I had the camera with me when I pedaled by three young children waiting for the school bus this morning so you could have seen them, too. The little girl especially, with her braids and sturdy backpack, looked so eager, so wide awake and freshly scrubbed, so...Sep 10, 2011 | Blog
“From the time you were very little, you’ve had people who have smiled you into smiling, people who have talked you into talking, sung you into singing, loved you into loving… [some may even be in heaven] let’s take a moment of silence to think...
