Scribbling

I’ve always been a bit of a closet naturalist, just geeky enough to know a few of those more arcane facts about the creatures who share our planet with us but not so much so that I’d pass for someone having real expertise in any particular discipline.  My wife and I had decided to can [...]

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Although drought continues here in Piedmont North Carolina we had fresh corn on the cob last night–the first of the season for us.  In addition to the corn we also managed to find a few ripe grape tomatoes, green bell peppers, and jalapeno peppers.  The three different varieties of summer squash that we planted are [...]

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Growing up in South Jersey exposes one to a rich and often disarming vernacular. What ails you was one of those catch all imponderables that seemed to be exclusive property of Salem, NJ and the area immediately surrounding that very old and very sleepy little hamlet. What ails you could function as a literal [...]

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No, this isn’t a morality piece. While I prize my own ego, I am also cognizant of its divers of idiosyncrasies and peccadilloes, its riotous diversions and subversions, and, therefore, echo T S Eliot’s famous query in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, so how shall I presume?

This morning my garden awaits [...]

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Since the completion of Triad Park, which was made possible by the collaboration of the local governments of Guilford County and Forsyth County, my wife and I have managed to establish a fairly consistent routine of exercise by walking many of the paths and trails in the park. As soon as the change from [...]

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