ClimbingSky

Why Baseball, Books, and the Grateful Dead matter

  • A Touch of Grey

    It is Sunday morning and outside it is still predawn dark. While yesterday began at a cold 17 degrees, today it is already 43 degrees. Yesterday, instead of going to another No Kings Rally, I drove over the border into Wisconsin to scout out fishing access points on the Kinnickinnic River. I used to fish… Read more

  • FOOD FOR THOUGHT FRIDAY: Thomas Merton on Art

    “Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” ~ Thomas Merton Read more

  • Spring in the North Country

    During the month of March, I have been on an H.G. Wells kick. I re-read The War of the Worlds and then The Invisible Man. I am currently working through The Island of Dr. Moreau. After my annual reading of Treasure Island in April, I may need to re-read The Time Machine. I began yesterday to work back through my collection of… Read more

  • Opening Days

    It is Sunday morning, and after a 70-degree day yesterday, today we are looking at highs in the high 30s. It is spring in the North Country. Spring, of course, means baseball. On Thursday, my local nine, the Minnesota Twins, will be opening the 2026 season at Camden Yards when they play the Baltimore Orioles.… Read more

  • FOOD FOR THOUGHT FRIDAY: Pablo Neruda on Spring

    “You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ~ Pablo Neruda Read more

  • The Long-Range Forecast

    It has been a long winter here in the North Country. On Sunday, a blizzard brought everything to a halt; it was so severe that officials even canceled the second day of the Fly Fishing Expo in St. Paul. Fortunately, I had gone on Saturday this year. When I was in elementary school in Eastern… Read more

  • Spring on the Big Two-Hearted River

    Every spring for more than 45 years now, I re-read The Big Two-Hearted River. It is, to my mind, the best story about fishing ever written. It is also one of the five best short stories I have ever read. In the early 1980s my friend Bob and I camped and fished the Escanaba River in… Read more

  • FOOD FOR THOUGHT FRIDAY: Camus on Hope

    “In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” — Albert Camus Read more

  • Back in the North Country

    II am back in Minnesota after spending a week with my daughter and son-in-law in Brooklyn. Just a few weeks from Opening Day and we have snow here. I have mentioned here before that I grew up in Montana. When I start complaining about snow this time of year, I try to remind myself that… Read more

  • Wandering in Brooklyn

    I am back in Brooklyn this week, hanging out with my daughter and son-in-law. I’m spending my time prepping a poetry manuscript and really just wandering. Ultimately, I think I’m trying to center myself after the death of my brother, Paul, last week. I am a wanderer by nature. The best part of traveling for… Read more