on a regular visit to the back yard with the dogs, i noticed an observer in the neighbor’s tree. jones and nora stayed in the yard while i ran inside to get the camera.

From the legacy archive
You’ve found the legacy blog. It’s twenty-some years of writing, in roughly the state I left it. Spacer GIFs, old jokes, posts that did not age well; some of it is fine, some of it is a basement. I keep it online because the work was real, and because deleting old posts would feel like editing my own past.
If you’d rather see current writing, the writing page is the right door.