March 11, 2016

Squabbling robins barrel rolled

    through the barely budding brush

      by the side rail, formerly a trail

        above the south old clay pit

 

Sounded like kids arguing

   over a bouncing ball

 

But that came later

   (In medias res

...

March 6, 2016

No, I don't mean Door County. Though if my wife or I could find full-time, year-round work, I think we would be there. Or at least think about it.

 

I digress.

 

What I mean by ``Door Morning'' is that this morning is the one where I truly felt the door to spring opened, a...

February 27, 2016

A pair of buffleheads bobbed on the north old clay pit this morning. Just them. Well, a pair of Canada geese were on the west shoreline.

 

I find it odd that waterfowl find our little middle-of-nowhere town pond during both migrations. We have resident mallards and wood...

February 21, 2016

So a pair of geese floated on the nearly completely open north old clay pit this morning. I am pretty sure they are the pair that nests on the island on the south pit.

Half of the south pit is still covered with honeycombed ice. The ice came off the north pit about as f...

February 16, 2016

I made it home from Stray Casts practice last night in time to catch the end of the Grammys, notably in time for the tribute to the late great B.B.King with Chris Stapleton, Gary Clark and Bonnie Raitt.

 

Ah, Bonnie Raitt.

 She is the closest I will come to fawning over a...

January 7, 2016

Let me explain.

 

Partially why I rambled off late enough this morning with Lady to catch a spectacular dawn.

And partially explain why the video of the Violent Femmes doing ``Blister in the Sun'' is up on my laptop screen while Pat Renwick does things with an oversized s...

January 1, 2016

As Lady and I looked at the ice forned overnight in the protected southeast corner of the south old clay pit, it occured to me that we might actually have enough ice by tomorrow morning to test walking on it.

 

I wasn't sure we would see that this winter h...

December 18, 2015

This morning was a lesson for anybody who has ever hunted geese.

 

The west-southwest winds wafted the honking of geese on the lake to the west as Lady and I rambled past the ball field on the edge of town.

 

Geese were the story this morning as the family mutt and I stret...

December 15, 2015

For the third morning in a row, I picked earthworms and night crawlers on the morning ramble with Lady, our family's mutt.

 

That would be Dec. 13, Dec. 14 and Dec. 15. I pound the dates because of the absurdity of picking crawlers in mid-December in a northern clime.

 

Fi...

December 13, 2015

 

The first earthworm stretched across the street a block north by the house on the corner with the bur oaks.

 

To all my bait shop friends, forgive me, but I love the primal art of picking my own crawlers.

 

And to be able to do it in mid-December is absurd, but I enj...

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