Each summer for the last few I’ve hosted a small adventure club for a group of my running friends. We call them Adventure Runs, though running occasionally turns out to be only a minor component of the adventure. So…. once again it is summer, and once again yesterday morning I posted our secret meetup location in our chat server, anticipated all day long, then finally after work ended for the day drove to the secluded parking spot and waited to see who else showed up. Adventure Journal It had rained all afternoon. Not just rained. It had poured, complete with thunder and lightning, clacks of huge rain droplets batting against the windows and sending coworkers on our video meetings running…

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Climate and other outdoor factors converge and create a landscape where mushrooms rarely thrive. When they do, I’m always fascinated by the fungal structures that peek from the suburban landscape before shriveling up and disappearing again. dormant sporeslurking hidingbidinghidden in cool crevicesdesiccateddown among nooks of decayundaunted by days of darkaridchillbut a reprieve water rain moisturesoaking the soillingering showersthoroughly wetting nooks and crevicescallingwakingbeckoningcaps to peek into the suna momenta daybrief appearancesreminders that dormant is not deadonly waiting forchance opportunityand spring rains. – bardo I am not a poet, but a friend has inspired me to read more of it and think more critically about its place in the constellation of my creative pursuits. Occasionally, Iā€™d like to post a poem here when inspiration…

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After nearly nineteen years of marriage, I’d like to think I’ve learned something about not just my own spouse, but about being married in general. One of those lessons is that a good spouse is one who can keep the other in check, balanced, and grounded. And vice versa, of course. Introvert and extrovert. Left and right. Yin and yang. I can’t tell you when exactly I became a die hard fan of cast iron cooking. It came on gradually and evolved proof-wise from an ever-growing, ever-expanding collection of pieces and recipes that validated my obsession. I can tell you that my wife has been — tho largely supportive — mostly skeptical of the effort and has never fully jumped…

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In a previous post I mentioned that my vegetable garden has been sprouting through the spring in a particular state of ambiguity.  As all the little seeds I deliberately planted in May began to germinate and grow, so did the variety of weeds and volunteer plants begin to emerge from the soil. In many cases it was difficult to tell them all apart, good from bad, wanted from unwanted. In one particular case, the case of the neat rows of deliberately planted carrots versus the scattering of rogue dill weed, the new shoots looked virtually identical in their one and two leaf stages. Unable to tell the guests from the squatters, I left them all to be — carrots, dill,…

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