Snowshoes are a transcendent invention, rising high above the sum of their parts and second only to grilled cheese sandwiches in poetic simplicity. Like grilled cheese you don’t fully appreciate them until they aren’t there. On this fourth day of January year of our Lord 2022 we don’t have flying Read more…
Snow has fallen heavy through the night, nearly a foot, light and fine like powdered crystal, the trees wear it heavily and a thick silence hangs over the face of the forest. The world is reborn, transformed and glowing, its beauty slowly revealed as the world fades from black to Read more…
The rain stopped at about three in the morning and by the time we were eating breakfast (quarter past five or so) white flakes were spitting out of the black pre-dawn sky and into the wash of the porch light. First day of Cougar season 2021-2022. The remaining four inches Read more…
There’s a storm coming, slowly, in shouting whispers that shake the dead needles from the fire scorched trees, dripping them onto the moon colored dust that replaces the loam as carpet on this forest’s floor. A fire burned across this side of the mountain a few months back, smoldering its Read more…