No Stars in Ontario

This morning (Wednesday, May 24) I am the first person out of his tent in our Lake of the Woods backcountry campsite. The wind is blowing hard. I expect the other six men in our group are awake, but see no reason to crawl out of their warm sleeping bags. If there are...

At Least It Looks Better

Two fence posts in my garden fence were broken. The rust-resistant chickenwire had rusted. My dog, for no reason other than to sniff the compost pile, had jumped the fence dozens of times and, in doing so, had collapsed it in a number of places. The question was not...

Mercury in Retrograde

On Tuesday Manyu and I drove to my mom’s house for an early celebration of Mother’s Day. My mom lives in Dyckesville, a small town northeast of Green Bay. When I was a kid living right in the city of Green Bay, Dyckesville was the doorway to Door County. Today the new...

Skye

Once or twice a year our friends Yao and Xiaoli ask Manyu and me to walk their dog Skye. Skye is a Rhodesian ridgeback. Pointing out that Rhodesian ridgebacks are big dogs does not adequately describe the girth of the breed’s upper body. It is better to mention that...
Steven Simpson