Tag: High Peaks

Author’s Note: This story appeared in The Adirondack Almanack’s December 6, 2021 online edition under the title: “Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction, So Too, Is Life’s Circle”.      Truth is quite frequently stranger than fiction. Each day that I spend in life’s circle re-proves it.     At this point...

Author’s Note: This story appeared in The Adirondack Almanack’s November 18, 2021 online edition.      Early one fall, several years ago, my wife Robin & I were planning our Christmas gift shopping list.  We asked my mom, who lives with us, and has everything; “Mom-What do you want for...

The New Bull Rush Bay lean-to, Site 63, Middle Saranac Lake, Fall 2021...

Author’s Note: This story 1st appeared in The Adirondack Almanack’s August 1st 2021 on-line edition. **********     When I was a boy growing up in our house on 1 Stevenson Lane, my mom had an antique bottle collection that she kept on a shelf.  One of those bottles had...

Soar High Above Windswept Waters with Eagles Breathe Crisp Mountain Air Through The Trees Rise to The Sun Each Frosty Fall Morning Live Each Day Mother Earth’s Outlaw Way One With Nature Under God Free ********** Until Our Trails Cross Again: Live Each Day True To Your Own ADKO...

Author’s Note: This story appeared in the November 12, 2021 online edition of The Adirondack Almanack. “Adirondack Dinosaurs are far from extinct. In fact, certain species are quietly expanding their territory, migrating. Ancient carnivores slowly reclaiming what was once their domain. Patiently biding their time while they plot their...

Author’s Note: This story appeared in the September 9, 2021 online edition of The Adirondack Almanack. “Adirondack lean-tos are so much more than simple cedar log structures built in the woods.” “The Bull Rush Bay lean-to is scheduled some time later this month to be demolished and replaced.”     ...

Author’s Note: This story was published in The Adirondack Almanack’s December 3, 2021, online edition.      It was getting late. Time measured by the near empty whiskey bottle and battalion of “dead soldier” beer bottles standing in neatly rowed formation on the floor in one corner of the cabin....

Beware! He’s watching. Author’s Note: This story appeared in The Adirondack Almanack’s Sunday October 31, 2021 on-line Halloween edition, making it my 1st published fiction short story. ********** “What was that noise I just heard? Was that just a squirrel or a chipmunk? Or is somebody watching me? Are...

Author’s Note: I never know when or how a story or verse will arrive. They always seem to appear out of nowhere and catch me off guard. This poem originally came to me while I was standing in my kitchen making a big pot of wild turkey soup, which...