The Path of the Tricycle
Several years ago when I was living in Fargo, North Dakota, and frequently walking from home to work, I observed an event that I have never forgotten. It was a… Read More
Never Underestimate . . .
Back in the late 1960s when I was in graduate school at the University of Nebraska, a fellow graduate student, Bill, and I regularly played tennis at a park full… Read More
Some Things Never Change
Just recently my 47-year-old son bought a motorcycle–a silver-colored 150cc Italika. He had never owned a motorcycle or driven one, so when we brought it to my place, he wanted… Read More
When the Rabbit Leapt
At the lake, there are dramas every day on and around the bird feeders, especially during the winter months. In winter, the main bird visitors are chickadees, nuthatches, dark-eyed juncos,… Read More
The Messenger
I awakened this morning, and as is my habit, I first peered out my upstairs window. Below, at the foot of the carousel bird feeder, there pecked away a pair… Read More
Avalanches
I think I know how avalanches occur. I have seen a few mini-avalanches outside my window on the tree branches. Rarely does the snowfall in a straight vertical pattern here… Read More
Be Not Afraid
Around the year 2000, I was building an addition to my lake cabin. The addition consisted of a double garage and a master bedroom and bath above it. The addition… Read More
Enthusiasm Unleashed
One winter morning I sat in front of a newly kindled fire in the wood-burning stove. As I sat gazing at the dancing yellow/orange flames and felt their warmth take… Read More
A Pile of Boards
I am reading Kitchen Table Wisdom by Rachel Naomi Remen, a traditionally trained medical doctor turned wholistic healer. This book is written from the heart. As I read her stories,… Read More
To the Rescue
Some years ago, during a difficult period of time, I experienced episodes of low mood, characterized by inertia, weightiness, and malaise. These low moods also brought a sense of futility… Read More