An Old Friend

I saw an old friend this week. When the temperature was 30 below zero in the wind, and the sun was bathing itself in fire and twilight, I saw him on the horizon and heard him in the trees. For…

The Beginning of the End

I cannot tell you how many times I’ve tried to start something of a blog. No less than a hundred. Usually fueled by a small amount of IPA and delusions of grandeur. What would make this time any different? Well,…