What Do You Suppose I Planted?

I have a good view of my garden from the window in Clare’s bedroom. Ordinarily I’d have no reason to be in her room, but she  has moved to Madison and left me responsible for her aquarium. The only reason she even has an active aquarium is that she took pity on a half...

Pembine

I may have added a new element to my daily routine. Prior to last Wednesday, most of my days started with two+ hours of writing, followed by a walk with my dog (on which Manyu usually came along). Later in the day I took a long bicycle ride. Fishing, hiking, reading,...

Reading

I am drawn to good simple writing (e.g., William Saroyan, Willa Cather, John Steinbeck, Ivan Doig, James Lee Burke), but once or twice a year I take on an author who I consider complicated. The catch with complicated writing is that I must decide, sometimes in as few...

Graduation

Clare graduated from college last week. Sometimes personal events are so significant that I have no choice but to write about them. I was half done with a blog about a crow walking a full block down the middle of the street in front of my house, when I realized that...

Was It Inevitable?

There is one secret fishing spot I have no qualms about revealing to others.  It is Reno Bottoms near Brownsville, Minnesota. I mention it because motorboaters can’t get there, fishermen and fisherwomen without boats can’t get there, and anyone fishing from a canoe or...

Back on the Porch

I just returned from my annual May fishing trip, and the first thing I did after returning home was to move my writing table outside.  In the week I was out of town the average temperature seems to have jumped ten degrees, and I am writing this blog from my front...
Steven Simpson