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...

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...

The last couple weeks we have been doing trial runs of streaming the Stray Casts television broadcast. While we did the news and fishing...

Yesterday, as our daughter and I cut the first morels of the year, she asked why we could not teach Lady to look for them. ``Give them to...

A morning where I had to dig the felt-lined leather boots out of the stuff piled in the mud room (back steps). The bridge to spring is...

The first duck since the ice came whistled off near dawn. I think it was a wood duck by the sound of it--I could not see it in the half...

As the Canada goose cupped to land on the ice of the north old clay pit, I could not help but watch it land and skid. One of the things...

By Dale Bowman Even before we set out, Lady wanted to get out the pair of gray squirrels messing around on our front porch below the bird...