Fifteen years ago, I and a group of anglers spent three unscheduled days loitering around a southeast Alaska fishing lodge waiting for the weather to lift so our float...
Maybe it’s my own creeping seniority or the aching knees, chronic back pain and the general disdain for that morning “warm-up” period — you know, that time it takes to...
Sweet memories: The high-summer days as July drifts into August. Cole Porter’s lazy, hazy, crazy days as time sprawls soporific in the warming sunshine. The beer and wine...
Remember when you were on top of the world after you snuck a kiss on that first high-school movie date only to get the “it’s not you, it’s me” note in your locker the next...
Sometimes, what one perceives as undesirable or troublesome becomes sought after by others. One man’s trash, they say, is another’s treasure. This summer, spongy moths (...
Summer’s end is here for those of us in northern climes, and not too far behind for many others. As we drove through Grand Teton National Park earlier this week, the...