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As the Airbus bolted up into the golden-grey, sepia-toned haze of waning autumn I copped a break from the everyday ruminating and from my perch in a lonely window seat […]
As the Airbus bolted up into the golden-grey, sepia-toned haze of waning autumn I copped a break from the everyday ruminating and from my perch in a lonely window seat […]
The ground was just enough frost-hardened to make things uncomfortable on my still-gimpy ankle as we trundled out just before dawn to check on the pigs. Geese overhead continued their […]
It was what you might call, if such a thing existed, perfect weather for ping pong. Late afternoon temperatures in the low 60’s and now, just past suppertime, gently dipping […]
It’s a special kind of awful, guilty pleasure to sit in a warm truck on a chilly morning. The kids are out there working the gates, huddled against the cold, […]