Forgotten Trout
"Looking up at the hemlocks, one would never guess that they are dying. These trees, many
over seventy feet tall, are plagued by the Hemlock Wooly Adelgid, an exotic pest infesting
many hemlock stands throughout the East Coast. I suppose I should be grateful that it has
been a slow process, each season a few more trees falling to the forest floor,
others losing their needles. The shade cast by this forest..." read more

Zen and the Art of Wood Splitting
"This time of year the streams remain shrouded in ice. The trout are there, but they are lethargic
and in a state of semi-hibernation. From the middle of November until sometime in March I spend
my time cutting, splitting and stacking logs for the woodstove; that is, when I’m not
plowing the snow off the long dirt drive that runs from the road to our house. " ... read more

My Christmas Trout
"The current is surprisingly strong as I wade through the headwaters of the little stream.
The water is clear, achingly cold. I can see through to the bottom, which is comprised primarily
of cobble and rock that this late in the season are covered with a layer of sunken leaves. The
once bright rusts, reds and yellows have faded as the leaves begin to decompose." ... read more

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