They came hurtling down around a blind curve in the singletrack trail, two mountain bikers bent on mayhem. With no time for me to step gracefully out of the way, I leaped into the sagebrush in a single bound, badly scratching my leg. “You’re all right,” the lead idiot yelled as he shot past. Whatever [...]
Spirit
See the mound of old tires? »Buy This Photo!«
The muscle in your soul gets stronger, that’s it. What, you expected something more? You thought you won the jackpot? In a way, you have. You’re still ugly as a rusty dump truck, and maybe if you squat down on the floor, it’s hard to get back up again. But hey, the muscle in your [...]
It’s beautiful but we can use some sun »Buy This Photo!«
Doom sucks. I ought to know, I’ve been scared for years. We’ll get to that part later. On top of everything else, the ten day cycle of repeating snows—it seems like a lifetime—finally pounded the self-respect out of me. The road, you know. The cratered two hundred yards of dirt the county in its wisdom [...]
Chains draped over the damper rod »Buy This Photo!«
Because we need it, that’s why. I can’t believe how much it improves the old Ashley wood stove. God I love those stoves. You could burn a stump in this one, and maybe a small canoe. I never saw a better way to make heat inside a house without burning it down. I made those [...]
Immortal sons of energy and light
There I was, sitting in front of the wood stove on Wednesday afternoon with the computer in my lap the way I always do, when all of a sudden I thought of someone I hadn’t seen or spoken to for a long, long time: Leo Sullivan, one-time manager for John Clay and the Lost Austin [...]
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