Wood Stove

Wood Stove

 “Every man looks at his wood-pile with a kind of affection. I love to have mine before my window, and the more chips the better to remind me of my pleasing work. I had an old axe which nobody claimed, with which by spells in winter days, on the sunny side of the...
Alphabetical Index Of Posts

Alphabetical Index Of Posts

[Click on BLUE links to access any blog from the list]Napkin Art Gallery LINKBlog Posts in Alphabetical Order 4 Reviews For Behind The Locked Door86’dA Bit of An ItchA Dog in the FightA Doodle A DayA Few Comments About the Old Sea Gull Cellar BarA Few Things I Learned...
Great Horned Owl

Great Horned Owl

 At three o’clock in the morning a great horned owl hooted outside my bedroom window. Moonlight laughed in the forest. The rain had stopped and the weather had cleared up and I had to get up to pee but I didn’t want to leave my warm bed. I felt like that owl who had...
You Break It You Own it

You Break It You Own it

 With the news from Venezuela this morning (January 3rd, 2026) we refer you to our good friend over at Global Macro Monitor. The crib notes for those who won’t or can’t read this important post in all its detail are pasted below. For the entire article...