My Minnesota

Last night, in honor of the summery weather and the turning of the month, we enjoyed slices of the first ice cream cake of the season. It hi...

In my younger days, a mixed bag might have meant returning from an afternoon’s hunt with a rabbit, a squirrel or two, and maybe a grouse or ...

With the unusually warm weather we’ve been enjoying, I started thinking about reconnecting the outside hoses and turning on the water supply...

Because it is both depressing and irritating these days to try to comment intelligently on either politics or public policy, I’m pleased to ...

The orange pumpkins are gone from the “back yard," presumably consumed by deer. Smaller ponds are once again ice covered, maybe this ti...

Today I’m thankful the world isn’t any more complex than it already is and have a Christmas wish that we all find ways to make it simpler. R...

Last night, somebody (deer? raccoons? both?) was playing with the pumpkins we left in the field behind the house. They’ve been moved quite a...

If there’s a name for the shade between gray and white, that’s what this afternoon’s sky is. No sun, no blue, flat wall-to-wall cloud cover ...

I recently gave myself an early Christmas present, a copy of Peter Kaminsky’s Fly Fisherman’s Guide to the Meaning of Life . Last night I go...

The weather is beautiful today, blue skies, not much wind. Nevertheless, I have no intention of clearing leaves from the driveway again, bec...

On this World Mental Health day, I was remembering an afternoon last week when we saw a double rainbow against a sky of broken clouds and s...

 Today’s posting speaks for itself in gratitude and apology. History of Navajo Code Talkers Day Navajo Code Talkers and the Unbreakable Code...

Have you ever heard the saying “even a blind hog can find acorns once in a while?” That sort of describes much of my morning as I poked abou...

Depending on your perspective, “T” stands for Turkey or Thanksgiving. It’s a day many of us give thanks for our blessings. Some would argue ...

At  the moment, I’m giving thanks that the snowblower started and ran and that I managed to change the oil in it without turning the garage ...

As you know, we’re rapidly approaching T urkey day. I’ve hunted wild turkey quite a few times, always in the spring. Autumn was reserved for...