Here is the transcription of my voice-recorded guidebook entry for Arches National Park, written in July, and dedicated to Wilma, who I...

Barbara makes this clicking sound with her tongue. Or maybe less of a clicking than a clucking. It’s how she announces displeasure with...

Hawks aren't uncommon up in Westchester County. It seems like there are more ever year, in fact. They trace out lazy circular courses...

John Milton the Cat weighed four ounces. He pawed and scratched the couches, the table legs, the bookshelves (bowed into slumping...

We drove to Jersey today, and I thought about going there as a kid, carsick in the backseat of mom's pale blue Nissan Stanza. On the way...

The ambition is pretty straightforward here: (1) I write 500 words per day and post them here. If I miss a day, expect 1000 words the...