Energy

We navigate through most of life with the reality of what we can see, feel, hear, taste and touch. There is also the reality of the mind and spirit. All of the aforementioned comprise the realm of the conscious mind . . . our awake moments. But is that all

Whether you are science-minded and hold that the earth is billions of years old or a Bible believer of the creation account, one common fact rings true. Birds were created before men. They occupy every biome on the face of the earth. They are a keystone species, meaning that without

November is a wild month. It demands action from man and beast. It’s like a time piece racing ahead to a final, inexorable winding down. It’s the harvest season for mankind . . . the migration season for millions of birds. It’s a swing time for nature as fall transforms

October whispers a wise old sound, the best in life is fleeting . . . would that trees retain their color, splendor drifting to Autumn grounds. The colors live in mind and memory . . . embrace their short-lived reign. Note that friends are like October, we try to hold

A bog is a singular place. While hunting, I have trailed deer into bogs and become thoroughly disoriented. Without the benefit of the sun to guide you, the vistas look the same in all directions. They are unique biospheres, primitive, elemental . . . and deadly. Without a compass, you

During my high school years, my best friend stopped at my Dad’s for a visit. It was a hot, humid, no-wind day. We happened to glance out the picture window toward the lake, and noticed some strange, greenish clouds approaching from the Southwest. They looked like someone was stirring the