Every Christmas tree tells a story

Every Christmas tree tells a story

As the holiday season is upon us, and I am here living life Downeast surrounded by a big open sky, a sea with no end and glorious evergreen trees, I find my thoughts drifting to when I was a young boy living in Pennsylvania and to Christmas trees. The tradition of...
I miss John Lennon

I miss John Lennon

“People say I’m lazy, dreaming my life away / Well, they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me / When I tell them that I’m doing fine watching shadows on the wall / ‘Don’t you miss the big time, boy. You’re no longer on the ball’...
Discovering my own slice of rural America

Discovering my own slice of rural America

Many years ago I read the book First Person Rural, Essays of a Sometime Farmer, written in 1978 by Noel Perrin. After finishing it I was convinced that one day I would go to Vermont, buy a 10-acre farm, raise chickens, buy a couple of goats, maybe even a cow and live...
Finding the still water in our life

Finding the still water in our life

Sometimes we need to find the still water in our life. Whether it comes from a trip to somewhere, a routine, a game or just a quiet reflective pause. To be still is to become. ******* This time and place in our lives feels angry. Confusion reigns from small towns and...
When it’s our turn

When it’s our turn

My father lived a good life. Most of his 87 years he worked to provide for his family while providing for others. He built things, and by doing so he helped build lives. He never thought as much, though; he simply went about his day, enjoying the work and the product...