I just got back from having supper at a small barbecue restaurant here in Durham, North Carolina. The conference I am working at is being held in a beautiful...
(Note: I began writing this column in early March. The events that have transpired since have caused me to think even more about the individuals I mention. I...
We spent a couple of days in Connecticut this week. It was good to get away as a family - likely to be one of the last times we do so before Orissa leaves as...
We live off a dirt road. Eight-tenths of a mile in off the tar, and that is before you turn in on our driveway, which is fairly long in driveway terms. And...
Today was a beautiful day. The temperature climbed up into the fifties and the sky was primarily dark blue with passing puffy clouds riding a brisk west wind....
While you are reading this, think about where your sneakers are, and get ready to do some walking, but I'll come back to that in a moment… When I was a sixth...
Lu and I got up at 4 AM last Friday and were on the road by 5. Our destination was an open house day at the college our daughter will enter as a freshman next...
Years ago I decided it was time to put a birdfeeder out in the front yard of the old hacienda. Nothing fancy, mind you, just a simple box hung from a long...
I am back on a plane for the first time in a while. En route to Philadelphia at about 29,000 feet, and from there on into Baltimore-Washington International....
Every year, around the start of August, I wonder why I do it. Every year, around this time, late May, I simply can't help myself - I have to do it. The "it"...
I am writing this column in the midst of a rather dreary spell of weather in Maine. Not only in southern, coastal, western, or northern Maine, mind you, but...
When this column is published I will be in Texas. I am going to Austin to work with third grade and middle-level educators at a state conference, and the...
About a month ago I was working on a few chores around the house. They were of the carpentry domain. It was not new construction, but rather the repair of...
Do you ever listen to folks around you when you are in a public place? I do. If I am sitting in a restaurant or an airplane, an airport or at a basketball...
When I travel the family does a great job of placing all of my mail in one place - namely a basket over on the marble-topped set of drawers that lives by the...
It has been a long time since I wrote a Web Wanderer. The reason for my hiatus has little to do with a need for a vacation, or any other personal or...
Just before the last snowstorm came, I walked out onto the ice that covers the small pond here at the Moulton hacienda. The weather had been very cold, going...
The other day my wife, Lu, looked out the front windows in the kitchen, the ones that look out across the front lawn towards the stone wall and on into the...
When I was a child, one of my… No, that is not right. I have to start again. When I was a child, my favorite place to go was the Tyler's house down on Mere...
In one of the summers during my college years, I was working at a summer camp in Bridgton, Maine. Near the end of the season the entire camp was split into...
I am tired of cold. Real tired. And yet, with a complete lack of respect for my personal opinions, thoughts, and feelings, here comes the cold again. Of...
I am just back from a trip to Scotland, and so I must begin with apologies for the length of time since my last column. Apologies offered, with hope they are...
This has been a brutally cold winter here in Maine. The coldest I saw was 28 degrees F below zero on a windy morning in Washington County, but the cold was...
A month or so back I traveled to Tokyo, Japan to work with educators from International Schools and US Department of Defense schools in a major conference...
I love watches. Because of this I own more than one, and do, from time to time, switch back and forth between them. I am sure this obsession with watches goes...
One of the nice things about my travel is that I get to eat different kinds of foods in different places. In past columns I have written about barbecue at...
I met a fellow from a western Maine mill town about two weeks ago. His name was Henry. He was an elderly man, tall but not heavy, clean-shaven and dressed in...
As boys, my friends and I spent a lot of time in the woods. In part it was a result of a fascination with things wild, but on another hand it was a longing...
When I was little, and I am sure this was the same for you, the world did not seem to change that much. Mom was always, well, Mom. And Dad… Dad! The house...
Good evening! Just wanted to write to the list and let you know that although I have not written the Web Wanderer for a while now, I have begun contributing to...
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