Adieu Ye Booke of Faces

| July 19, 2019

“So, why do Mrs. LFM and I still have Facebook accounts at all? First off, we actually like, or at least receive some level of uplifting benefit from knowing, the people we connect with there. There are people in our lives right now that we have never met, and are overjoyed to know, first of […]

Courage

| June 16, 2019

“My Father, Lawrence, taught me to stand straight and tall, look others in the eye, and that there is a difference between making an enemy and recognizing one. He taught me that a good technician, confounded by his failure to diagnose a problem or to make a thing work, blames himself first, steps back to […]

Time Spent on Reconnaissance is Seldom Wasted

| June 9, 2019

The title of today’s piece is taken from Tomorrow, When the War Began by John Marsden, and I believe perfectly encapsulates the philosophy Mrs. LFM and I bring to every activity that takes us into the field. As I’ve mentioned before, where and how we live means being able to walk out the back door […]

You’ve Got to Keep Your Workin’ Hand Clean

| June 2, 2019

You’ll be happy to know I have a tune worked out for this and will record it for your delectation in the near future. Now all I need is a ukulele player. As usual, anyone from among my talented population of fans is welcome to tackle it themselves and send it in for publication. You’ve […]

A Dream of War

| March 30, 2019

A Dream of War By LFM I dreamed last night about a place Where Leadership was True. The kind that’s ne’r before been seen By such as me and you. I dreamed there was a world wherein All governments had wrought A law defining why and how A state of war was brought. So for […]

Speaking As One Lady’s Man to Another

| March 24, 2019

“As I’ve gone through the grieving process myself, and watched others do the same, it has become clear to me that, in the end, the power and joy of a life well lived is not diminished by the final footnote that it came to an end. That grief is a path leading to a place […]

To Sting or Not to Sting

| March 2, 2019

“So given an imperative that outweighs simple survival, an organism may exhibit itself at the pinnacle of its perfection. Even though it may know it has but one stroke to offer an adversary, the depths of its vitality can only be known by inviting that stroke. Consider that.” ~ Dark Sentiments Season 7 – Day […]

The Sons of Mary O’Flannery (and That Which Befell Them)

| February 26, 2019

My Mother always said that those who won’t listen have to feel. This story illustrates that sentiment. While I certainly don’t need to leave Lunenburg County to find some prime specimens of the sort you’ll read about here, I was inspired by the approach of St. Patrick’s Day to deliver this with an Irish flavour. […]

A Long Winter’s Night — Ascent to Spring Edition: Of Form and Function

| February 24, 2019

The blade is but the tooth and claw That Nature never gave, So Man no longer hides in trees, Nor cowers in a cave. Why scrabble for what lives beneath The rocks and rotting logs? Take blade, go forth with Comrades bold, And Trusty Hunting Dogs! ~ Tooth and Claw ~ (Excerpt) If you’ve ever […]

A Long Winter’s Night — Ascent to Spring Edition: The Myth of Equality

| February 10, 2019

As long as society persists in refusing to acknowledge, or willfully forgetting, that “equality” as entrenched in law bears absolutely no resemblance to the same word as used to describe lack of variance between the quality of individual expression of human abilities, little progress can be expected. While, undeniably, there are groups and individuals who […]