Vague Directions

  “Park here, head down the creek, and you’ll find it–no sweat,” he said. I did–there was some sweat. But boy was it worth it! Eight ‘bows and a brookie. The brookie was alone in the still, backwater. I was in full-on stealth mode with the rod behind my back, on my hands and knees until […]

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Chipper Shredder

The little chipmunk sat upon a rock and watched the man eat a handful of almonds. She loved nuts of all kinds and had luck in the past gnawing through the thin nylon of an unattended rucksack to get at some of these treats. Most that camp here these days are hardened outdoors people who leave no […]

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No Parking Seagull

“Hangout for a sec,” said Scott. “I’ve got to grab some snacks.” “Wait, I’ll come too.” “No, no, you stay. I parked funnily. Move it if you have to.” “Funnily? Is funnily even a word?” I smiled. “Whatever, just watch the truck, keys are in it.” “Fine. Get me a couple snickers then–and an iced […]

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The Mower Drew Closer

To me it was loud but these park-pond Mallards were accustomed to the racket, still milling around the benches and the water’s edge like it wasn’t even there. I wished they’d fear it. I wanted the lawn mower to scare some lost wild back into their webbed feet and remind them that begging for bread […]

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A Holy Verse

You can hear it, no? The woods, they’re whispering. Yes, I can hear it. You can feel it too! The bite, the nip, the morning’s chill…all the leaves a’rustle…rasped by a holy verse, a choral hymn on winds of change. Time to shut’er down boys, time to pull the plug on a Summer’s growth, drain the […]

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