Rough-hewn ponderings on woodsmoke, fried squirrel, dirt roads, creek water, generational curses, and living in the Anthropocene
Philosophical hillbilly
Wild birds and good dogs, timeless books and endless questions, lonely places and moving water, the grass below and the sky above, and the never-ending absurdity and enduring beauty of life.
Since I walked out of the church and into the woods, I've been looking for moments of meaning and transcendence, places where I meet the God of Wild Places. These essays are my notes from the field.
An eclectic mix of environmentalism, fly-fishing & the weird and wonderful people I meet along the way.