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… there is a season. A show-off maple hints that a new season is just ahead.

Friendly folks drift in and out of my campground every week. Some I chat with, some I sit with, some I only wave to and later find myself regretting the…

Lance and Cathy Mangus first started hanging out together when they were sophomores in high school. Lance is 78 — I didn’t ask Cathy, but I’d guess she’s about the…

After 3 months of being limited digital communication with those that matter, I had friends and family here thrice in July. Great friends Clark Langley and, two days later, Sharon…

… a little rain must fall Life in the prettiest campground on the Allegheny Plateau is generally peaches and cream. Occasionally, though, it’s liver and onions. Or pineapple on pizza….

Taken last evening, July 15, just before a rain shower.

Rain. Clouds. Really? Life has to be about more than staying dry.

The sublime summertime beauty of this wooded bowl is beguiling. Beyond that though, I find huge happiness in watching the families who gather here. Some come unaccompanied by kinfolks, a…

Millie is one of those unfortunate souls who never met her biological father and can’t come up with coin for a DNA test. So, she claims me. For Father’s Day…

That’s my son, Josh. The bald one. The one with facial hair. As in so many of the last 15 or so years, Josh is in the Middle East today,…