Author Archives: canoelover

No.  It’s not.  It’s squatting in my chest like a crack addict in a South Bronx tenement. Coronavirus.  From the Latin corona, meaning “crown,” and virus, meaning “rotten little bastard.” Sniff, Canoelover

Genus Galanthus, the first ones to appear every year. Primavera is not a pasta dish.  At least it wasn’t a pasta dish first.  It’s a great Italian word…it’s fun to say.  It sounds like it should, one of many words … Continue reading →

In a show of true and ardent love for Wife 1.2a,  I drove to Ikea yesterday to get her a new desk and some shelves.  Her little desk was overflowing with detritus, and for the mind of Wife 1.2a, who … Continue reading →

“The Universe is made of stories, not of atoms.”  — Muriel Rukeyser Yesterday I spent the day working at my business.  It was a good day, though I left with as much undone as done.  That’s normal. The problem is … Continue reading →

Birch, that is. I love birches for three reasons: If you’re cutting firewood, birch logs split if you so much as spit on them.  Wave an ax in their general direction and they fall over in two and cry uncle. … Continue reading →

“Each bend in the stream brings into view a new vista, and thus the bewitching scene changes as in a kaleidoscope. The people one meets, the variety of landscape one encounters, the simple adventures of the day, the sensation of … Continue reading →

“Despite her regal and majestic appearance, the Great Pyrenees is a keen worker, faithfully guarding her flocks no matter the weather or terrain. With her intelligence, scenting ability and excellent sight, she is an invaluable companion to the shepherd. The … Continue reading →

“It is not necessary to go to the Maine lakes for canoeing purposes; or to skirt the gloomy wastes of Labrador, or descend the angry current of a mountain stream.  Here, in the Mississippi basin, practically boundless opportunities present themselves, … Continue reading →

So Canoecopia 2011 is one for the history books.   It was a wonderful, exhausting, exhilarating, feet-killing, paddlesport love-fest.  I’m grateful to all who worked the show, attended the show, spoke at the show, or performed security (thanks, off-duty Dane County … Continue reading →

This morning I needed some peace. The world is so angry right now. So if I need it, my guess is I’m not alone. If we are peaceful. If we are happy. We can smile and blossom Like a flower. … Continue reading →