On The Trail

On The Trail: Sweet 16

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

I returned from my daily walk with the dogs Tuesday morning, taunting firewood load piled on the lawn in front of the backyard woodshed, and was greeted by a long, narrow, triangular package leaning upright against the iron vice attached to the carriage-shed work bench by the side door. I knew what it was: a one-piece Tico Tool 12- and 16-guage shotgun cleaning rod I had ordered online. Nice! The … 0

On the Trail: Hunters moon

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

The equinox has passed and the Hunter’s Moon is big and bright. The time’s right to write about the new bear-harvest record. But, no, even though I probably should begin with that tidbit, it happened in September and the press release arrived last week at deadline so, in my world, it’s old news by now. It appeared in my inbox late last Wednesday … 0

On the Trail: Feeding, reading

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Raw and rainy, ripe for a soggy Wednesday walk, the backdrop bursting with flashy splashes of new fall color each day as drab, premature yellow maple leaves with dirty brown stains fall like feathers to the turf, never to attain their flame-orange splendor. I trust enough leaves will stay aloft to paint the sugarbush radiant orange and add brilliance to sunny landscapes. Oh, … 0

On The Trail: Lucifer’s loop

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

I’m coming down the homestretch toward my annual December vacation, scurrying to tie up loose ends and button down fall chores on the home front before Thanksgiving while joyously following the dogs daily through alders, cattails and thorny clumps that’ll put a careless man flat on his face … 0

On the Trail: Adjustments

Thursday, November 14, 2013

The grandsons were in town over the weekend and they brought with them a nasty, highly contagious, Vermont elementary school virus my immune system couldn’t fight off. Thus I’m a little under the weather yet maintaining my regular routine, sort of, with the help of Alka-Seltzer Plus cocktails … 0

On The Trail: Deer friend

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Old friend Tom White of Northfield says the time is now for deer hunters to get in the woods, and the man has meat in the freezer to prove it. He took care of the familiar butchering chores Tuesday, intending when I spoke to him on the phone … 0

Time for change

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Two songs: one upbeat, joyous, the fiddle and mandolin giggling; the other foreboding, threatening, the tall stand-up base groaning in distress. I have hesitated for some time to jump into the gun-control fray, but will go there today; for what, I do not know. What do I have … 0

Cougar classrooms

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Hmmmm? Isn’t it interesting, maybe even humorous how topics with furry legs and big teeth linger? Yes, here I sit — still studying ritualistic landscapes and sacred burial grounds of our ancient indigenous tribes, with a current focus on sites called Wissatinnewag and Peskeomskut, where Northeastern tribes congregated … 0

Under the lens

Thursday, March 28, 2013

You built your tower strong and tall, can’t you see it’s got to fall someday? Townes Van Zandt Tower Song Spring is the time of sprouts and seedlings, buds and leaves, floods and flowers, a season of growth and nest-building, the soggy, saturated season that stirs thought that … 0

Food for thought

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Kids, customers, a call from a friend, completion of an old novel about a familiar subject, and matters related to all of the above — that’s what I’m thinking about as I sit here today; Worm Moon waning; brown, brittle leaves, feeble remnants of fall, tumbling, hopping and … 0

Clockwork

Thursday, April 11, 2013

It’s Wednesday morning, column day, and nothing seems to be going smoothly, especially choosing a topic. One of those days, I suppose. Always dangerous. Never know where a man might wander on a warm spring day. As for my unexpected issues, well, I imagine you all know the … 0

Indian pond

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Where to start? That’s the problem today facing me. I know where I’m headed, just am not sure how to get there. Hmmmm? Bear with me. Plus due to a spring freshet of info overflow, I must run a rare outdoors notebook inside. First, though, I probably ought … 0

Spring things

Thursday, April 25, 2013

The greening of spring can envelop a man with inspiration — a young manured rye field underfoot stretching out in rich, vibrant green to a faraway budding border of faint pastels, high and low, some reds and browns daubed in, the streams at a swollen mumble, soothing from … 0

The legend grows

Thursday, May 2, 2013

The tulip magnolia is back, and so is that solitary Indian camped at the edge of town. First, the magnolia, though, which literally weathered the storm and is now in full bloom, just around the corner from the umbrella table and chairs we put out front for a … 0

Flower power

Thursday, May 9, 2013

It’s that hopeful time of year when things are happening and, no, I haven’t given up on Bull Head Pond. In fact, I have exciting new discoveries pertaining to that forgotten spot, now in another location just a stone’s throw from the 20th century pond called Bull Head … 0