Back downtown this morning, the sign in front of Station Street Pub caught my eye: "Cod, perch, tilapia, shrimp." Must be Friday. And yes...

I found Lady quite beautiful this morning against the background of the onion snow, which blew down hard and fast last night. And the...

The runner turned the corner ahead of us in the predawn, then swung north across the side rail separating town from the wildness of the...

Squabbling robins barrel rolled through the barely budding brush by the side rail, formerly a trail above the south old clay pit Sounded...

Changes come, inevitably. Changes always come with a push-pull: a push to reach the new, a pull back to the famiiar. Thought of that this...

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...

When I find it is a week or more between Rambles, I know I am too busy. Tis the season for that. Between hunting--goose, duck, deer--and...

Lady draws inspiration from the snow. When I took her out the first time on Saturday in the snow, she literally leaped around and twirled...

A crow labored into the wind. And I mean labored. It was flying west across the north old clay pit. As Lady, our family's mutt, and I...

Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats came on last night as I swung to take one of my back-way deer routes. I've had a deer route almost...

Time to take our youngest boy and his buds hedge-apple bowling. Dozens of hedge apples fell since yesterday on the east side of the south...

The pre-dawn stripped red and rainbow colors across the sky as Lady and I rambled on down the alley behind the bus barn, adding hints of...

Red-bellied woodpecker, black squirrels and yellow light hole. Colors of our morning. Yesterday, a strange bird called from the top our...

Astonishing bright for being dark when Lady and I stepped off this morning. Then I figured out why, the supermoon, just waning off that...

First time I met Joel Greenberg, years ago, he started ``shushing'' next to some thickets in Chicago's North Shore before dawn. Thought...

I understand there are differences in how people want their wild, natural or outdoors spaces. That thought was pounded home again this...

The scum thickens, now that the historic rains of June and July seemed to have finally moved out, on the town pond. Apparently, I am not...

Oh, trust me, I will eventually get back to the jackasses that left the bait box. But let's start off more righteously on a Sunday...

A turkey vulture--those slow-flapping, utterly ugle birds of carrion--of all things flapped off low overhead this morning as Lady and I...

As, Lady and I rambled off this morning, I was expecting to see more storm damage than we did. But there was not that much, just one...