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After Hurricane Sandy. Sam and I go looking for things.

After Hurricane Sandy. Sam and I go looking for things.

Posted by on Nov 13, 2012 in Nature | 6 comments

After searching the Town Beach in Narragansett (with what seemed like hundreds of other people) for any storm-tossed treasures, and finding only a surf clam shell, my stepson, Sam, and I decided to go for higher ground and find a place no other beachcombers had been. The storm surge had gone a couple of hundred yards inland, so we headed in that direction,...

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spring for weasels

Posted by on Mar 21, 2011 in Nature, Stories | 0 comments

It doesn’t have to be a mountain lion or a tiger shark—the shadow of a large predator moving along an edge.  It doesn’t have to be a huge and beautiful manta ray jumping black against the sun. A person can be shocked by a meadow vole. On your knees in the backyard looking for your son’s matchbox car. You reach for an old flowerpot, sunk deep in the...

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The Cuban Drop-off.

Posted by on Mar 10, 2011 in Nature | 5 comments

For some reason, I keep looking at this drop-off and trench. I’m taken by it. Sure it’s only Google Earth. But I’ve heard young Columbus loved nothing more than a good map. On the map (see below) the drop-off is where the land ends and the deep sea begins. It’s a wall, an underwater cliff. Can you imagine if the earth really was...

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In the Wheelhouse.

Posted by on Mar 3, 2011 in Commercial Fishing, Stories | 3 comments

This is not really a blog entry: it takes about ten minutes to read. I wrote this piece of non-fiction months ago. If you got the time please give it a read. Thanks. What is it about finding a sick bird that will get people to go and find a cardboard box in the attic, shred some newspaper, get a bowl of water, and consider calling the vet that takes in...

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