A Splitting Headache

Wood burning for heat — and all that implies — was just part of life on the farm when I was young. Dad built his own woodshed on a frame of large ash posts, with whatever lumber he had available for the walls and a corrugated metal roof for protection from the elements. We cut wood in the…

The Velcro Dog…

Show of hands if you’ve heard of the Hungarian Vizsla.  Aspen in mid-point. If your arms are still at your side, don’t sweat it. You’re not alone. Few have heard of the breed. But those who have are typically owners, or soon-to-be. You see, it’s extremely hard not to fall in love with the…

Welcome to the Good Medicine Camp!

When I was a boy growing up on the family farm in western Pennsylvania, I had a special place I visited often that I called the Good Medicine Camp. I stole the name from a Tom Brown, Jr. book, The Tracker. The name in the book was derived from an old native American belief that…