Quite the Life (and all in Times New Roman 10pt!)
Rabbits – at least the kind we have here in southern New Hampshire – are not good parents. At least not good mothers. At least in human terms. Wild rabbits here in southern New Hampshire neither warren nor den. They spend their time above ground and out in the open. Their young, likewise, are born … Continue reading “The Bunlet”
Ah, youth. Mine is gone many years, except in my heart when I gaze upon Susan (wife/partner/Princess). She is my delight and my joy. Together forty-six years, married forty of them, not always easy, not always nice, and wonderful to remember. We knew early on we weren’t suited to have children. Anybody who knows my … Continue reading “A Cute Young Thing”
Having previously missed my metaphor, we reach again. Behold a traveling dude. He knows his place and hopes we know ours. (we do) He graces us with his elegance, his subtlety of movement, his ability to hear less than a whisper. He moves on silent feet, watching, listening, wondering. Okay, enough romanticizing. The Wild is … Continue reading “He’s a Traveling Dude”
We are blessed the The Wild often. Sometimes the blessings last a great while. Other times they are fleeting. Case in point, this healthy young fellow. A bit camera shy, he. But I, like the oceans, the winds, the earth itself, am patient. I know he will return. And I, trusty camera in hand, will … Continue reading “A Healthy Young Fellow Trots Away”
Following up on last week’s closing line of “Actions speak louder than words”, we have an…umm…display. Yeah, that’s right. A display. A display of…how to get things done. I don’t often catch The Wild offering such demonstrations. I definitely don’t go looking for it. And in some cases, being around when it occurs in The … Continue reading “Hey, Sailor! Want to Get Lucky?”