Nan-Chuck the Woodchuck

I was casually shooting arrows into the target on a hill deep in the woods of my backyard in VT, where trees install satellite dishes to listen to the stars. Suddenly, I heard the rustling of the leaves, slower than that stirred up by squirrels or chipmunks. I turned into a tree and after a […]

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Norway: part 1 (but not quite)

I’ll start in the middle. It’s the middle of 2018, and the middle of a sunny, hot day. Too hot for Norway, even in the summer. Global warming my ass (and all the other body parts). We are in the mountains, not in the middle of Norway. More like South-West of Norway. Flying, hauling, wheezing […]

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