The can-picker saw me coming this morning and ducked behind a car on his old bike. I don't know why, because I think picking cans is...

How do you say why squirrels run down wires? That thought that came again this morning when Lady began tracking not one but two gray...

Barreling down a back road on Sunday, I had to slam on the brakes suddenly. Several stalks of wild asparagus poked vividly above the...

Canada geese raised such a racket of honking on the south shore of the north old clay pit that I knew I would find goslings between at...

The red fox stalking mice or voles in the weeds growing under the front row of the old weathered bleachers registered in some part of my...

Jeanie Chung and I used to both work the agate desk for the Sun-Times years ago. Both of us did some writing on preps sports, too. I...

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 have theories. I know that may come as a shock, but I do. Many of them. With the rains yesterday and last night, I expected to stuff...

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

Three Eurasian collared-doves croaked in the yards by the decorative fruit trees a block north as Lady and I rambled off this morning....

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

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...

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....

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...

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...

Let me explain. Partially why I rambled off late enough this morning with Lady to catch a spectacular dawn. And partially explain why the...

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...

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...

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...

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,...