A Day Writing

9:05 AM – Sit down  to write.   Open new Word document.  Look at blank page.  Go  check email.   Check  blog.    Check Facebook. 10:05 AM –  Realize  hour has passed.   Close Facebook.  Return to blank   document.  Write for several minutes about not writing.  Decide to check blog stats.   Go like  stuff on…

The Wolf

I have never seen a wolf.   Not in the wild.  My dad did.  Once.  Up north, as they say, in the boundary waters.   Early morning and we kids were all asleep in the tent when he woke to cook trout caught the night before. And to smoke cigarettes.   There he was on the rocks by…

Finding The Trail

We circle as I point down at the trees.  There, I say, is the spot.  I see a creek and a patch of alder.  It is the first patch of alder beyond the bridge site. The opening I saw on the aerial photos back in the Forest Service office, the place on the map where…