I have always loved the small hours; the twilight time where the graveyard shift of nocturnal creatures is about to hand over the baton to the diurnal crew; The time of sparkling dewdrops where one step can send a cloud of tiny, brown bats flying...
It’s National Poetry Month. Here is a poem about an eel.The Languid Eel.The languid eel waits,Eyes peeled,Down in dark deep,For his next meal.His razor teeth,Sharp as steel,Opercular opening,Flex, breathe.Languid no more,He strikes fast,Unseen...
A lot has happened since the last post about my health. At that time I was still hoping the nerve pain and weakness in my right arm would resolve with a course of medication. A little after a week into this treatment, I started experiencing the same...
Forgive me, friends, for I am about a month late in posting the start of the Noctiluca Ice Classic this year. I have been recovering from a three-level, cervical spine fusion (I’ll post more about that later), and I hope that is a good enough...
I’m sure by now most of my friends know that I am not well at the moment, but I thought I would write a post for anyone who has not yet heard. Last Saturday I woke up without the use of my right arm. Sharp, stabbing pain and the same sensation...
About a month ago I walked out onto the deck in the early morning to a scene of utter carnage. Rheagal, our 45 lbs. Black Spanish turkey tom, was missing from his usual sleeping perch on the deck rail and there were feathers everywhere. The other...
My pantry is a huge mess at the moment. Last week when I was in a pinch for an easy dinner, I was digging through the messy pantry to get ideas and ingredients when I came upon a suprise. SUPRISE, MOTHERFUCKER!Oh no! It’s the dreaded canned...
There was a chap out in Trapper Creek whose pigs had gone semi-feral on his property. They were living in a big culvert. The pigs were all captured and sent to Fairbanks for processing. All but three tiny piglets that weren’t found until after...
Rejoice! Our planet has completed another full rotation around the sun, and you are still here to see it. The darkest days are behind us again, and the Northern hemisphere is full of hope for Spring as each day gets a little bit longer and brighter...
If there is one positive thing about COVID, it is that it’s completely socially acceptable to dress like a comic book supervillain now. I mean, I always did it anyway, but now I’m suddenly “cool”.