This is why I will never be able to make a living from crime. I once got distracted for nearly half an hour reading months-old obituaries when I was supposed to be laying the newspapers down for sheet composting.


One supposes they grow beans?

Sign for Windy Bottoms Farm


Designs for this year’s Christmas ornaments. Clockwise from upper left: hope, love, joy, and peace.


Today’s listen: Haven by Apollo5.


“Surprisingly, if you allow a base to be any real number, and not just an integer, then the most efficient computational base is the irrational number e.” “How Base 3 Computing Beats Binary”


New on The Road to Jockey’s Ridge: gems, flotsam, observations and coincidence from half a year’s walking in which I have not managed to write anything until now.

small warty cream-colored mushroom by a downed branch of a tree in the woods


Pro tip for making breakfast: Do not, in your coffee-still-a-slurping-in-the-machine early morning blear, mistake the plastic bin of dog kibble in the fridge for blueberries and put them on your oatmeal. I had a near miss. Be careful out there.


Cantharellus minor, small chanterelles, in the very damp woods Tuesday morning.

yellow chanterelles


A scene from the garden, more or less

chip carving of three birds with intertwining flowers, teal-blue framed carved with woven triangles


As I listen for the whistle, lie awake and wait
Wish the railroad didn’t run so near
‘Cause the rattle and the clatter of that old fast freight
Keeps a-makin’ music in my ear.
Go bum again…

abandoned railroad tracks, disappearing into the weeds