Fall Fishing . . .
A few weeks ago, when Pater and I were paddling our kayaks ’round the island, we hit a long stretch where the water was seething, boiling around us with salmon (pinks, he thought) just beneath…
View PostA few weeks ago, when Pater and I were paddling our kayaks ’round the island, we hit a long stretch where the water was seething, boiling around us with salmon (pinks, he thought) just beneath…
View PostPater asked me the other day if I thought I was enjoying life as much as I could or should. He’d been asking himself that same question, wondering whether he was appreciating the passing moments…
View PostThe girls and I enjoyed our walk yesterday and they had fun trying to identify what vegetables might grow from what plants, based primarily on what kind of leaves they saw. There’s a Little Diggers…
View PostI came across this lovely graffiti in the Butte aux Cailles today and then the one below was just around the corner from us at Gobelins — somewhere in my photo files I have a…
View PostLooking at the local paper’s website, I see that what I spotted the other morning must have been a pod of dolphins, not porpoises. This article identifies the mammals as Pacific white-sided dolphins and quotes…
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