Hang Up–taking my tech for a walk

There’s a guy coming down the hill on Sodon Lake Road. Tizi and I are walking up the hill, twenty minutes into our morning route. He’s wearing hiking shorts and walking shoes. So: we’re on the same page, out walking for our own good. He takes the opposite shoulder of the road and we pass…More

Bag Man–the things I carry

We heard animals last night, yipping and howling in the woods across the road from the orchard. It was not a sound we are acquainted with. “Coyotes?” Tizi said.  “They sound like dogs,” I said. Coyotes, David confirmed the next morning.  They’re out there. The next day, driving over to the Sportsman’s Cafe for breakfast,…More