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The Great Snake Debate

While trying to retrieve the Ark of the Covenant, Raiders of the Lost Ark hero and noted ophidiophobe Indiana Jones finds himself in a hibernaculum full of hundreds of writhing snakes. I…

Log Cabin Lessons

I was sixteen years old in 1992, the year we started work on our log cabin. We built it out of red pine that had probably been planted in the 1940s. Dad felled the trees and my brother,…

Less and Local

Chances are that some of your friends and business associates have a boilerplate at the bottom of their email that says something to the effect of: “think twice before printing…

Slow and Easy

A few weeks back, I was visited by two city friends from Brooklyn. In the interest of cultural exchange, I figured I’d make venison steaks and fresh-caught wild trout for dinner –…

Bugs, Blight, But Less Bites

Inchworms are one of the few creepy-crawlies I let skulk across my bare skin. Who doesn’t delight in the ridiculous arching of the worm’s body, followed by the exaggerated,…

Why Magazines Still Matter

The conventional thinking in the publishing world is that newspapers, books, and magazines will soon all be produced and distributed electronically. No more inky fingers; everything will be on…

When Life Hands You Knotweed, Make Knotweed Crisp

Sure, OK, I love the environment. I want a canopy of green leaves to hike under each spring, blossoming wildflowers, pollinating bees, and bears that have plenty of land to roam. I know my…

Political Gamesmanship

My inbox has been full, of late, with press releases about the Sportsman’s Heritage Act, a hodge-podge of a bill that recently passed the House of Representatives. Some environmental…

Million Dollar Sculpture Discovered in Sugarbush!

When we think of non-timber forest products, we tend to think of wild edibles like fiddleheads, or maybe balsam fir needles for the incense market. We certainly don’t think of a forest…

In Which Dave Finds Himself in Amherst

So, sugaring season ended very abruptly and I'm letting myself off the hook for petering out on my maple blog by concentrating on the reflective nature of that act. Sugaring ended. I…