Tag Archives: transitions

The Pulse of the Run

The deep woods hike in middle March was a tough climb through the melting snow, two miles up the Pennsylvania tributary, and back. I wrote of this mountain hollow in Beautiful Like a Mayfly, 2015: “The tributary flows through the … Continue reading

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Winter Break

The nasally, low-pitched notes of the nuthatch enter through my bedroom window (open even in winter and appreciated from beneath the comforters) and I sense my own reawakening. The white-breasted’s wha-wha-wha notes enter non-committedly, sliding in softly from the maples … Continue reading

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Transitions

Anticipating an August road trip out West, I recalled several earlier trips taken with my wife and kids– one trip just two years ago, and others, oh, way back… Perhaps the highlight of one westward transition occurred as we stopped … Continue reading

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Autumn Run: Four Strands

1/ The first full day of autumn brought the usual blend of premonition and seasonal promise. I drove to Lyman Run, thankful for the sweatshirt on a morning as chilly as the John Cale tunes, like “Fear is a Man’s … Continue reading

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An Artful Dying

All I’ve got this week is a handful of photographs, folks, and no real excuses. Maybe it’s autumn ennui at one extreme or the busyness of a nut-gathering squirrel at the other, but in any case, I hope you like … Continue reading

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Two-Headed Summer

It seemed as if summer had two heads. The season, morphing into autumn, was like Janus, the two-headed Roman god of transition. Janus came to mind among the rivertops because the summer seemed to slowly shut its doors while opening new … Continue reading

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When the Swallows Fly

Around here, it happens every August 27th, give or take a day. The barn swallows leave the site where they have been “our birds” since the end of April. On a late summer morning, the air above the old barn … Continue reading

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