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 …
nature
spring for weasels
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 …
The Cuban Drop-off.
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 …
In the Wheelhouse.
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 …
