“Two Roads diverged in a yellow wood…” ~ Robert Frost When I was a kid we spent lots of time hunting and fishing on farmland or ranchland owned by my father’s Texas clients. We’d fish in the farm ponds, man-made reservoirs sometimes big enough to swim or boat in, but mostly serving to water […]
Monthly Archives: July 2024
I was a little surprised when my wife complained about my grumpiness recently. I know I’m about to turn 75, and I can’t do some of the physical things I used to, I forget stuff frequently, and most mornings I ache when I get out of bed. I admit that I also feel that the […]
The summer camp I attended in central Texas had special events for returning campers. My brother and I were regulars each summer, maybe only partly due to the fact that our uncle Bob was one of the camp operators and lived on site at Inks Lake. In college, he and our father had been on […]
Writes of Nature 