Cross-posted from the blog at MarchOfLiberty.com, with apologies for the delay. July 27, 2021 The creature who stood there in the rain waiting for me was certainly a woman, but a woman who’d known abuse and neglect and sorrow and disappointment, all in doses higher than most of us will ever know. She stood at […]Read more "Montana"
I haven’t come close to spending months alone in the wild since the years written about in The Dying Fish but I manage to sneak in a few days and nights even while chained to Pittsburgh. The woodlands immediately east of the Allegheny Reservoir on the NY border have been intriguing to me for years […]Read more "Back to the Wild"