Author Archives: canoelover

Somewhere in Tennessee.

Take one Cardinal… …add one Immature Coopers Hawk… …and you get… …this. This was all that was left. I guess Mr. Cardinal was a little too eager to attract the ladies. Mr. Cooper was more than happy to answer the … Continue reading →

Ian has a great art teacher at school, and periodically he gets an assignment called “You’re the Artist.” He is given free reign to create anything he wants to in any medium, and lately, the medium of choice has been … Continue reading →

We did not, however, learn about shrinkage. We were in dry suits. Not wet suits. DRY suits. Rutabaga bought a bunch of dry suits to give the staff something to use early season, allow customers to try/rent, and to just … Continue reading →

I know, I know. I keep saying that. But this time I have proof, i.e., the first signs of my Erythronium albidum showing their first tentative and shy sprouts through the loam soil on the side of my backyard shack.E. … Continue reading →

Brian: Hola, me llamo es Brian … Nosotros queremos ir con ustedes.. uhhhh … Bellboy (Spanish): Hey, that was pretty good, except when you said “me llamo es Brian,” you don’t need the “es,” just me llamo Brian. Brian: Oh, … Continue reading →

Living in the north, at least compared to the rest of the United States, has its advantages. We get four seasons, although they are hardly equal in length. The people are made of some hardier stock than the hothouse variety … Continue reading →

There we were, driving down to St. Louis last week, when we passed Atlanta, IL. I just had to stop when I saw the small, inconspicuous white sign that said, “Grain Elevator Museum – Next Right.” As usual, as soon … Continue reading →

“The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and … Continue reading →

As much as I hate ice when I’m on a two-wheeled vehicle, I have to admit I like how it looks. I got out of the car this morning and almost stepped on this thin little puddle that froze over. … Continue reading →