AUGUST 25, 2026 – (Cont.) My earliest memory of fishing dates back to the Franklin Elementary School annual carnival. I wasn’t yet in school, but my two older sisters were, and they knew their way around the highlights of the carnival—the cake walk, the ring toss, the balloon darts, and . . . the fish …
GONE FISHIN’
AUGUST 24, 2026 – As I begin this post, the sun is sliding toward the horizon with a landing spot just under a month shy of the equinox. I’m seated at the end of the dock in the company of spouse and half of our company, admiring a sky filled with pastels in search of …
MATERIAL FINDS ME
AUGUST 23, 2026 – As a daily blogger of a site featuring “[o]riginal anecdotes, commentary, rumination, and occasional pontification,” I’m always on the lookout for subject matter, but sometimes the subject matter finds me. Today was one of those occasions—inside a Walmart store, no less. At a little past three this afternoon, it was announced …
CABIN LIFE AS ALL PURPOSE FLOUR
AUGUST 22, 2026 – My dad once said of Björnholm, “It gives me great satisfaction knowing it exists, even when I’m not able to be there.” Today, I recalled that statement while I worked in my makeshift “shipyard” on shore and Beth, Byron’s family, our guests, and Jenny and my niece, who’d wandered over from …
CABIN KID
AUGUST 21, 2026 – Today at 10:00 I was left in sole charge of our three-year-old grandson . . . at the Red Cabin. “Will you be home before lunch?” I asked, as my wife, daughter-in-law and infant granddaughter exited the back of the cabin to head for town. (Byron had departed yesterday to ferry …
SUPERIOR WATER (PART II)
AUGUST 20, 2026 – (Cont.) A few miles north of Bayfield we entered the Red Cliff Band of Lake Superior Chippewa Indian Reservation. The first notable sight is the Legendary Waters Resort and Casino right on the shore of Lake Superior. Having hit the jackpot with the weather, however, we proceeded past this establishment several …
SUPERIOR OUTING (PART I)
AUGUST 19, 2026 – Yesterday I joined the plan to take our visitors north to Bayfield, WI on the south shore of Lake Superior, a 90-minute drive from the Red Cabin. We left Grindstone Lake at 9:30 in the morning and returned 10 hours later after a magnificent outing. Among Twin Citians, Bayfield enjoys a …
THE DREAM
AUGUST 18, 2026 – I know from experience that nothing in the Department of Boring beats someone announcing first thing in the morning that they had “the strangest dream last night”—then proceeding to recount it. The person might be excused if he uses fewer than 10 words, as in, “Last night I dreamt I was …
SLEEPING UNDER THE STARS
AUGUST 17, 2026 – Yesterday at midnight, after everyone else was sound asleep and Byron himself was about to head off to Nod, I said, “I’m going out to the dock to check out the stars.” “I’ll join you,” he said. I was glad he wanted to—without having to be invited. Together we strolled out …
HALCYON DAYS
AUGUST 16, 2026 – We tend to idealize about the past, complain about the present, and worry about the future. All too often I find myself in this three-way rut in life, though sometimes I scramble these, complaining about the past, idealizing about the future and worrying about the present. Take the family cabin experience, …
BEAR TIME
AUGUST 15, 2026 – Anyone who grew up with a family cabin or camp or cottage tradition knows the principal features—a lake, trees, a hammock, watercraft, swimming, fishing, s’mores, three family generations, sunsets, moonrises and star-gazing . . . and, of course, a cabin or cottage. Did I miss something? Oh, yeah. Wildlife. This morning …
AN EPIPHANIC MOMENT (PART II)
AUGUST 14, 2026 – (Cont.) In a nutshell . . . my epiphany, as it were, was about the rightwing perception of America as a (formerly) wonderful place that has lost its way, thanks the tentacles of a Communist plot, and the counterbalancing leftwing view that America was never such a wonderful place, given our …
AN EPIPHANIC MOMENT (PART I)
AUGUST 13, 2026 – You never know when an epiphanic moment is going to hit you. It could be while you’re out for a walk or on your drive to meet another couple for dinner. Or on the way home from the dinner, as you mull over a particularly compelling part of the conversation, especially …
TODAY’S FORECAST: HOPES ARE UP
AUGUST 12, 2026 – Yesterday I expressed an unsettled feeling about the midterm elections, prompted by NYT columnist Thomas Friedman’s suggestion that they’ll be “razor close.” Today, however, I’m feeling slightly more sanguine, thanks to a bit of anecdotal triangulation. First, a “most favored nation” business client of mine—(a client who’s smart and interesting, good …
“SHIPS AHOY; MIDTERMS, OH BOY!”
AUGUST 11, 2026 – Not since my “Pergola-on-a-Platform” project last summer and fall have I been so intensely immersed in a whimsical endeavor as I am with the design and construction of my model sailboats. Today I added another two vessels to the collection, but what’s even more notable on the fleet-building front is that …
IT ALL GETS BACK TO THE LAW OF AESTHETICS
AUGUST 10, 2026 – I know that most people share my awe, fear, disbelief, and anxiety over the complex uncertainties of life in our era. Where is the country headed? What will happen come November? Will the Strait of Hormuz open before the global economy crashes? What’s with all the wildfires—are they a sign of …
ON THE BEACH
AUGUST 9, 2026 – Recently I watched the 1959 film, On the Beach, directed by Stanley Kramer and starring Gregory Peck, Ava Gardner, Fred Astaire, and Anthony Perkins. The movie was based on the novel by the Australian-British writer, Nevil Shute. The story takes place in “the future”—1964—following explosion of a “cobalt bomb,” the equivalent …
LEMON HARANGUE HIGH
AUGUST 8, 2026 – Now that a most felicitous “Happy Birthday” day is in the rear-view mirror, I can turn my swivel-head back to the road ahead, starting with the patch called out by a road sign shouting, “ROUGH ROAD.” The black-on-orange words are a harbinger of trouble on our nation’s political pathway. Ironically, the …
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!”
AUGUST 7, 2026 – I know that sounds strange—wishing oneself a “Happy Birthday!”—but for me, another annual notch in the belt of life marks more than a crowd of family and friends gathered round, singing the familiar song (ideally all in the same key and in tune), then watching with delight as I inhale, then …
OLD(ER) AGE; NEW PROJECT
AUGUST 6, 2026 – Today marks my last day as a 71-year-old. Reciting such a banal fact allows me to join the dull chorus of Boomers who, in conjunction with citing their age, just can’t resist saying, “I can’t believe I’m . . .” No, I won’t complete the sentence. Instead, I’ll throw a contrarian’s …
IN NATURE, “JERRY” ALWAYS WINS
AUGUST 5, 2026 – One of the many things I appreciate about nature in all its moods, shapes, sounds, sizes, odors and colors, is that while we humans strut around, pushing and shoving one another in this direction and that, scaling snowy mountain peaks, taking deep dives into the sea, scampering around in our towns …
NIGHTMARE SCENARIO: A SOLUTION IN SEARCH OF A PROBLEM
AUGUST 4, 2026 – The current era reminds me of a key feature in Highlights for Children magazine, which was popular with teachers, parents and slightly nerdy kids back when I was in second grade. My “go to” page was the one with all the “mistakes” that you were supposed to identify—you know, the shoe …
OUR DECLARATION (PART II)
AUGUST 3, 2026 – (Cont.) Professor argues that the Declaration lays down five aspects of “equality” among peoples: First is the equality of people from domination of one by another. This finds expression in the first sentence, “for one people [. . .] to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal …
OUR DECLARATION
AUGUST 2, 2026 – In a previous post, I misstated (2015) by one year, the pub date (2014) of the book I just now finished, Our Declaration / A Reading of the DECLARATION of INDEPENDENCE [sic] in Defense of Equality by Danielle Allen (Harvard University). The significance of this error is that as it turns …
MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS, UNTIL . . .
AUGUST 1, 2026 – Yesterday’s much needed cloud cover and most important . . . gentle, all-day rain . . . yielded to a return of bright, sun-filled weather this morning. I took my breakfast out to our back porch and reveled in the felicitous combination of honey-laced oatmeal (further enhanced with pecans, chopped walnuts, …