Western Wildlife

The Land is Full of Stories Google Maps wanted me to turn left into a field. Not a lane, not a gravel track, not a gate with a farm name …

Song in My Pocket The son didn’t sing. His father did that, guitar across his knee in the back room of M. Doyle’s in …

Borrowed Ground Twelve hours in an airport is its own kind of assignment. I had a table with a clear sightline down the concourse, a …

Aqua Vitae and The Ancient Observer Before Aqua Vitae and The Ancient Observer was a painting, it was a morning. I’ve told the …

Aqua Vitae and The Ancient Observer The sandhill crane is not just a bird, it’s a symbol of endurance and grace, a timeless …