Monthly Archives: March 2016

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, Rapture in the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more. –Lord Byron

Note to all politicians: You’ll never get taller by diminishing other people.

Three inches of snow is just about right. Anything less is a heavy frost, and anything more is a pain in the ass.

I love splitting wood in cold weather; the moisture inside seems to freeze and the logs almost jump apart. Always split what was the log’s bottom as it grew, turned up, and don’t aim at the log’s face, swing right … Continue reading →

Too damned much politics is abroad in this beautiful land. The sky isn’t falling; the rain is falling. The wind is blowing crazy cold, but it’s blowing good to somebody, maybe in Kansas. A fellow with a farm down the … Continue reading →

The “Sip-Sip” is a pricey watering hole in the Bahamas where the women come and go, speaking of jewelry and pre-nuptials. Jana and I showed up there on a friend’s advice last week. Secretary of State John Kerry was at … Continue reading →