Before the Morels

And maybe it’s also all about learning to appreciate the things that aren’t morels – aren’t the most glamorous, desirable, well-publicized organisms out there, the stuff that’s often walked right past, crushed into the ground below our heels as we keep up a good pace to the morel patch, checking again today for first signs of disturbance in the thin leaf litter.

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The Catfish of Affirmation

Catfish were simply the most likely fish that were in season, were probably waking now from winter semi-dormancy and could be found close to home. I knew the kinds of places one would set up for catfish on a typical summer night but these weren’t likely the right venues for tonight.

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Just the Fundamentals

I’m back in Export, Pennsylvania now, a quiet place just outside the Pittsburgh metro area. I’m still trying to, in a sense, get back to normal after a long walk across the continent. I don’t really think most people would find my life very “normal” in the conventional sense (no climbing of the career ladder, […]

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Fear Not

Overcoming fear imparts the mindset necessary to embark on adventure, to pursue purpose and to simply get the most out of life. For me, the Long March of Liberty was all an exercise in overcoming fear, whatever else it may have been.

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Final Words

So, starting out in the spring of 2021, I want to fish and hunt mushrooms and write about it all but I don’t think my conscience would let me rest if I made these my priority while the civilization that has allowed me so much freedom and such a good life is under assault.

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Apocalypse Never

Building on the themes of Breakthrough, Shellenberger has gone on, in Apocalypse, to show how necessary the apocryphal messaging of left-wing environmental organizations is to the social change they foment as well as to their own sustainability.

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Sylvania

But we don’t think much about the trees that lay horizontal now; they’re not special to us. But that’s because we didn’t know them the way the birds did who nested thirty or forty feet off the ground in their strong green branches.

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