Anubis Bard

At some point I came to realize that most of my  life's trajectories had little to do with big, conscious decisions that I made, and ...

It is a new(ish) year and it is time for the annual humiliation of seeing how badly I've predicted the future once again.  Is prediction...

I didn't maintain a garden last year.  I was doing a great deal of traveling for work, and so the crown vetch had its way with it. I...

Moonstone Beach, Rhode Island It's now a month since Donald Trump was inaugurated into office.  Yet so far, damage has been lim...

After proving on this blog once again that prediction can be a sucker's game, I finished up my wandering around central Florida (where...

Ah. Let's whisper this blog back to life. I began a tradition of making January predictions - and looking back to see how inaccurate...

  In 1981, as soon as I was old enough, I took my driver’s test in a ‘64 sky blue Ford Falcon – a three-speed column shift.  The sedan ha...

a freshly hatched gypsy moth caterpillar Growing up in Pennsylvania in the 1980s I saw years when the leaves came out on the trees in...

Once, when I was living in San Diego, some old friends were gathering in Tucson.   This must have been at the beginning of the 90s, becau...

Mom's poly sci notebook from college, Penn State circa 1960, repurposed I was clearing out some old boxes.   Getting rid of stuff ...

Cherry leaves unfurl   unblemished.   A dark-armored bumble   rumbles,   aground   in violets,   A saurian eye of blue...

  The greatest cure for pontificating about human culture is to go out and actually talk to people in their fulsome, maddening complexity...