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Dark Skies

Those who have come home on a late wintry night don’t need to be reminded of the Dark Skies designation. We have it in our backyard, the...

Humanity in the Age of CoVid

I RESOLVED A LONG TIME AGO not to include COVID in any of my posts. For me, it is already too much on our minds. Too much darkness cannot...

Snow Buntings

Every year, along the shoulder of the road, headed up towards the Susie Islands and the border between the U.S. and Canada, there are...

Great News! Loon Laughter Review: Cook County News-Herald

Reviews are a privilege for any author to receive. Thought I'd share the latest with you. I'm proud of this new book. I hope you enjoy it...

Find the Quiet Reading

"As a counselor, I would occasionally read some of these passages to those who would visit my office. They would often quiet busy and...

Songs to Ourselves

We all have interior melodies, waiting canvasses eager to fill. Uncertain paths where we must strike out to discover where they lead,...

Love is A Race

love is a race against the time of disadvantage. it casts out hope when often light is fading. love persists. it holds on tightly to what...

BASEBALL IN A NORTHERN TOWN

Base runners, like rifle-shot, ready to go if the catcher can’t corral a wild-bronco pitch. Arching fly balls caught on the run in left...