Category Archives: Writing

Going Home After Notre Dame

I’m going home. Yesterday’s fire at Notre Dame Cathedral, on Île de la Cité in Paris, brought that feeling from the darkness. It is no longer my world. When I visited Notre Dame I didn’t take photos. I brought a … Continue reading

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On a Warm Spring Day

Saturday was the first spring day with temperatures in the low 70s. I spent a few hours raking and using the chainsaw, beginning yard clean up. More clean up remains but I’ve learned to take it easy until returning to … Continue reading

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New Way of Seeing

I had an epiphany while reading Mayor Pete Buttigieg’s memoir, Shortest Way Home, the March release of which coincides with his presidential campaign. In the first chapter he described growing up in South Bend, Indiana, a place I frequented while … Continue reading

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Imagining a Narrative

It’s been difficult to imagine myself in a post worklife world. When I left my last transportation job work no longer defined me. I could become something new and different. Ten years later work continues to occupy a role in … Continue reading

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Starting Spring

It felt good to be outdoors on Friday. The sky was clear and temperatures warmed enough to shed my coat. Green-up has begun. We filed our income taxes with the Iowa Department of Revenue and the Internal Revenue Service. Earlier … Continue reading

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40 Acres Sans Mule

There is nothing magical about 40 acres in the 21st Century. Today’s American farmers can make a living on much less, largely because of crop diversification, technology, and emerging markets for locally grown food. For a beginning specialty-crop farmer, 40 … Continue reading

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Tuesday Snow Melt

Depressions in the snow pack made a Swiss cheese-looking melt outside the French door where we feed wildlife. Deer are nocturnal grazers, eating what birds, squirrels and mice don’t, leaving their hoof prints behind in the snow. We hope this … Continue reading

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