My father, I think, wanted to be a deliberate man. On days when the boil in my blood near overflows I imagine what the se...

I've often told my friend Jared Salyers that I am jealous of his sense of place.  With very few exceptions, he has never wandered far ...

No wonder we create gods to venerate, only to eventually knock them down. If I thought it would help, I'd call for lamb's blood too....

4/3: Fallen Cedar My landlord’s sons made short work of the fallen cedar in the side yard and hauled it away in the beds of several full-siz...

B rightly colored plastic eggs and fresh squirrel traps are hanging from the trees, blowing carefree in the breeze while the school kids, on...