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 […]

A Wondrous Gift on this Busy Monday

| February 25, 2019

A while back, Mrs. LFM and I were spending a soul filling Autumn day in Kejimkujik National Park, and at one point, with the aid of a handy boulder, she captured this perfect moment. This is presently the banner picture on my personal Facebook page, and as it turns out, it caught the attention of […]

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 Cowboy Hávamál

| February 17, 2019

“I’ve spoken before of the Hávamál (sayings of the high one), that being one of the poems in The Elder or Poetric Edda, also known as Sæmund’s Edda. “For those of us with eyes to see, ears to hear, minds to think, and hearts to feel, the world of now is every bit as dangerous […]

A Long Winter’s Night — Ascent to Spring Edition: Imbolc

| February 2, 2019

“It is Winter; the wind howls and Mother Nature lies sleeping, deep under a blanket of snow. Bare branches, stark against the slate gray sky, crack against each other like knucklebones, and when the winds really howl they snap, hitting the snow covered ground with a hushed thump. “On the Great Wheel of the Year, […]

Lest We Forget — Lee Miller at a Moment in Time

| November 10, 2018

“How they set it up. She cannot be shown nude (this is LIFE, not Man Ray); a figurine on the table does the trick. In front of the bath, her combat boots, ‘the dust of Dachau still on them’ according to Scherman. And at the back on the left, the portrait. It is a voodoo […]

Lest We Forget — A Timeless Word From Noël Coward

| November 4, 2018

“The war brought front of mind that sense of patriotism that was fundamental to his nature. “Cavalcade had been the most overt and sustained expression to date. At the end of it the heroine, Jane Marryot, gives her toast to the Future — as she has done through the decades we’ve shared with her in […]

Lest We Forget — Of Death and Doodlebugs

| November 3, 2018

This picture has been all over the internet lately, purported to be a photo of a Spitfire about to tumble a Vergeltungswaffe 1 (Vengeance Weapon 1), AKA V1, AKA Buzz Bomb, AKA Doodlebug. While it is a perfect depiction of a manoeuvre performed by RAF pilots during those dark times when the V1 “buzz bomb” […]

Dark Sentiments Season 9 — Day 30: 80 Years Ago Tonight

| October 30, 2018

On the night of 30 October 1938, channel surfing took a turn for the dark side. If you were listening to Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy but decided to skip the commercial break by tuning to their rival station, you stood a good chance of landing on the infamous Orson Wells broadcast of War of […]