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A Conversation With My Boots

A Conversation With My Boots

The boots are all business at these times, plodding forward like draft horses, saddled with crampons that grab the ice underfoot.

Good Luck, Little Buck

Good Luck, Little Buck

Deer season starts today in New Hampshire, and this is no time for attitude if you are a handsome buck.

Of Free Will and Graders

Of Free Will and Graders

Free Will and Graders 10 3 25 123 PM0:00/326.93399092970521× We live along a dirt road, and the big news this week was the town arriving to grade it. This happens once in the spring and once in the fall. Sitting outside on our porch, we can usually

Ever Seen a Lizard Dressed as a Wizard?

Ever Seen a Lizard Dressed as a Wizard?

Science is not the concern of Postcards from Monadnock. Wonder is; more specifically, wondering.

The Culmination of Days

The Culmination of Days

One goose honked until it was hoarse—until anyone could have understood its anguish. ‘Help!’ it was screaming. ‘My baby!’

Riding with Mom

Riding with Mom

We have heard, my brothers and I—now wives, even grandchildren—those stories a thousand times.

Eat, or be Eaten

Eat, or be Eaten

I am all about live and let live these days, with one—well, two—current exceptions: ticks, and mosquitos.

(Human) Nature

“Travel,” read the sign on a Seine River cruise boat, “is the ethic of caring for the world.”

Tell Him Not to Feed the Bears

Tell Him Not to Feed the Bears

But there he was, busy pulling, twisting, adjusting, exchanging one tool for another from his leather belt in an easy motion.