When I was little and ran up to my dad, begging for something we couldn’t afford, he would raise his huge hands and say, “Hold your horses. Let’s talk about it.” What is there about mankind and horses?
Last weekend, I witnessed a fairly large bird repeatedly attack a group of smaller birds at my feeder.
It may not seem like spring will ever get here, but in time, Lake Champlain will thaw and pose a potential danger. Ice fishermen, dog walkers, cross country skiers and cold water wanderers of all sorts, can become victims if they break through thawing or rotten ice.
In last week’s column, I referred to the process of rewilding our youth, in the same manner we rewilded our lands.
The Beatles did a song a while back called Day Tripper, if you are lucky, you can listen to it on your way to one of the following programs.
High heels. My muses are at work again and that’s what they gave me today.
Before our last snowstorm a pair of blue jays flew at my kitchen window.
January 2015 made the phrase ”real Winter” a very appropriate way to describe a very cold January.
I suppose it’s one of the most common afflictions of age, and it likely explains our unrelenting desire to return to familiar, natural surroundings.
Seven, eight, open the gate.” Did that conjure up any memories of your childhood? How about, “one, two, buckle my shoe?” I suppose you could stuff that in a category called Nursery Rhymes. It’s one of those things you learn very early and never forget.
Again we can talk about the weather. Guess it is the norm for now.
We moved to my wife’s home town (North Creek) in the late fall of 1969. I had a relatively new wife (2 and a half years) and a brand new daughter.
Currently, the Adirondack Park remains the largest state protected area in the contiguous United States.
Minus 18 degrees was displayed on the console of the truck when my cohort picked me up for the trip.
Ron and Missy Allen, Julia and Caden went to New York City last Monday where Julia had to have heart surgery.