Camping
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N 45° 41′ 12.57 – W 70° 36’35.80
So next week I’m off , as Twain said, to parts unknown, seeking redemption and tight lines. Continue reading
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An attempt to strangle-hold summer.
…you realize that sleeping on the ground and scrounging for firewood was easier before hip replacement. Continue reading
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“I need to go to Moosehead every afternoon, & camp out every night.” ~ HDT
“…with the advent of spring, I leap with full abandon, into the chasm of irrational cabin-fever induced behavior.” Continue reading
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“Andromeda! Sweet woman!”
Such things stay with a person. And yet, they don’t. Again, how can I not seek that out? Continue reading
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House a’fire
I long for verbs, active verbs. Continue reading
...the house I live in... 