“I hate ’em,” he said grimly, “and I’m gonna get every last one of ’em.” My neighbor was usually calm and patient, but today he was clearly on the warpath. He pulled out the sprayer, pumped it twice and began the massacre of the violets in his lawn. It was a spring ritual he followed […]
Monthly Archives: March 2015
This is dedicated to Marion Galant, a friend who recently passed following a second bout with cancer. In our memories, she remains a part of us. The old apple tree came down during the night. Fire blight and age combined with the wind and finally took their toll. It leaves a large empty spot in […]
“There are some who can live without wild things and some who cannot.” Aldo Leopold, A Sand County Almanac The herd of elk had come down from the mountains to feed on the golf course and adjacent rough. Browsing and resting just off the road, they delighted the commuters and other drivers. As always, I […]
Her excitement was contagious. “We got the permit. We’ll go again in June!” “Again?” I asked, “You’ve rafted the Grand Canyon before?” “Oh yeah. This will be our fifth trip. It’s so incredible!” Never having rafted the Grand Canyon, I nonetheless found her description appropriate, but I felt a nagging sense of disapproval. For something […]
Writes of Nature 