ERIC DOLPHY Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… Tipping Point Billy Collins At home, the jazz station plays all day, so sometimes it becomes indistinct, like the sound of rain, birds in the background, the surf of…
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GREAT SPRING BLIZZARD Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… I came across several nostalgic pictures (color slides) of the Hutchinson boys planting potatoes in Aroostook County in 1949 and 1950. This first shot is my Uncle John driving his…
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MOTHER’S DAY Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… Since Mother’s Day is this weekend I thought I would share a few photographs of the women on my mother’s side of the family. Of course once you start to…
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JOIE DE VIVRE Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… This is one of my favorite photographs of my father back in the day…I have no idea how he got on top of the post or how long…
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SCOTT NEARING Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… Through decades our New England homesteading has given us a compelling interest in everyday life, helped to maintain our health, provided year-round health-giving food and shelter on use-economy basis, with chores suited to…
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THE FIELD TRIP Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… This faded image is one of the few photographs we have of my father before the age of ten (and a double exposure at that). He’s sitting on a bale…
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HENRI NOUWEN Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… The word solitude can be misleading. It suggests being alone by yourself in an isolated place. When we think about solitaries, our mind easily evokes images of monks or…
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SLIDE CAMERA Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… One of the valued keepsakes in the family attic is my father’s gray metal storage box of slides that he took years ago in his picture-taking days. From what I can tell,…
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NEW NAME Backwoods Blog; in the woods and on the road… It’s hard to believe that it has now been two years since the coronavirus pandemic changed the world as we knew it. When I reflect on those early days of…
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WINTER TRIP The Isolation Blues; reflections during covid-19 My father told me a story years ago about the time he took a load of grain to the grist mill in Houlton during the 1920s on a cold winter day. I wrote the story up at the time,…