ABOUT THE BLOG

I am very fortunate. From the outset of the corona virus pandemic I have hibernated in the peace and relative security of Brant Lake, in the Adirondacks, the North Country of upstate New York. Loon dive for fish in the early morning stillness. Male Mallard ducks scavenge under my bird feeder while the females roost…

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The Tale of an Oak

The oak tree died. A beautiful old oak planted 70 years ago. Nestled between two white birch we watched the leaves on the birch trees turning green in early spring. It was that mellow light green that signified the cycle of the seasons. The oak leaves did not turn green. The leaves on the oak…

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A Story that Is Unbearable

In earlier years, the only time I saw a bear around Brant Lake was when we were both scavenging at the town dump. (Now given the more sophisticated name of the town landfill.) The bear was exploring one pile of litter, probably hunting for food, and I was searching for discarded antiques, also known as…

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