I still have a wood-burning stove, but it’s purely for decoration and fired up for some supplemental heat on frigid days or for additional ambiance.
As we enter a new year, I will once again confess – as I have before – that I am a weather nerd.
Holiday memories are sometimes like looking through a frosty window on a cold December morning.
Inside Box No. 52: Some documents that detailed some of the history of the Hardie farm and some of the unlucky financial investments made by my father.
I will simply state that the opening weekend of the 2025 Wisconsin gun deer hunting season sucked.
As we head into another Thanksgiving, I have to admit that I am having a difficult time this year getting myself into a thankful frame of mind.
My visit to the woods was to find a location and build a new deer hunting stand. I needed to find a spot overlooking the natural crossings of deer that also provided a wide vista.
For the past five-plus years I have dealt with vertigo, which is the sensation that the world around me is spinning. It hit me hard in February of 2020 when I suddenly couldn’t walk because of the spinning and was violently ill like I had the world’s case of food poisoning.
The shortening days and the changing colors of autumn are visual reminders to me that another year is coming to a close.