upper peninsula

  • Eating Season

    Gordy sleeps with his tomatoes. At least that is what he told me. That way he can feel what the tomatoes are experiencing. Are they getting too cold? Too wet? Maybe too lonely? He plants them six feet apart. His… Continue reading

  • The Other Side of the Picnic Table

    Thing is, around here, there is nothing to do next. Continue reading

  • Big Time in the U.P.

    The War is On. The troops are clad in blaze orange. Keep the dogs inside. Stay out of the woods. Look out for startled deer on the road. Bang. We are surrounded by gunfire. Whack. It is hunting season in… Continue reading