Last night, as I was fixing a platter of wings (sauce: Frank’s Red Hot and butter), the cat had his face in his bowl, purring loudly as he ate. Later, when I got up from the couch for more wings and another beer (Long Trail Hibernator), he jumped off his chair and followed me to [...]
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With My Snowshoes
Posted in Humor, Vermont, tagged death in the woods, Humor, nature, snow, snowshoes, Vermont, winter on January 29, 2008 | 4 Comments »
With my snowshoes, the impossible becomes difficult. Snow that would have been waist-deep only comes up to my knees and high stepping through the powder means lifting extra weight as the decks collect snow. But my legs are long and strong, allowing me to stride purposefully (remember – I don’t run) in pursuit of poachers, trespassers [...]
Without My Snowshoes
Posted in Humor, Vermont, tagged death in the woods, Humor, nature, snow, snowshoes, Vermont, winter on January 28, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Without my snowshoes, I would have to charge into the woods, leaping over or plowing through the drifts along the edges to reach the deep even blanket of snow within. If that interior snow was especially deep I would have to lift my legs high and somewhat sideways to make forward progress. In soft, waist-deep snow I could wind up [...]
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