It was overheard on the streets of our beloved Andes, a comment from a Brooklyn hipster: “We are now really up in the boondocks.”……………..
FIELD NOTES: CONJECTURE — JULY 2020
I sat in a very favorite place (about two in the afternoon) with no annoying and biting black flies, as I was fully doused in OFF, totally enjoying the serenity and silence.
FIELD NOTES: SUMMER THOUGHTS – June 2020
Sometimes it is hard to have an experience that initiates the writer/thought process, but not this morning.
FIELD NOTES: TURKEY SEASON — May 2020
Jack talks about being bit by a tick and how lucky he was since it had been embedded for several days – and other musings.
A SPRING – May 2020
A Poem about Spring – By Jack McShane
FIELD NOTES: WELCOME APRIL – April 2020
A white flash on the white snow, a black spot behind: What was it?…Read the article and you will find out all you need to kno regarding weasels.