“Bear. Leah, there’s a bear!” I look up from the trail where my eyes have been scanning back and forth for snakes to see a cub tumbling down a hill in our direction. I shout, “BABY BEAR, where’s the mama?! We need to find the mama!” My friend Leann and …
Falling Apart & Climbing Mountains: The Strength & Frailty of the Human Condition
Back around Thanksgiving when I was visiting family and half the people there were sick, I managed to catch a cold. A cold that turned into a sinus infection, that turned into an ear infection, that turned into sudden hearing loss, that turned into one of the most painful illnesses …
Gregory Bald & Andrews Bald: Blossoms and Bears
This past weekend a good friend from college and I headed out to the Smokies to hike on some of the mountains known for their flame azaleas and rhododendrons. The second weekend of June this year seemed to be a bit early for the flame azaleas, but we lucked out …
Mornings In The Woods: Walking Alone
Today I saw a turkey running full speed up a grassy hill, head waving haphazardly back and forth like he was being chased. It was a hysterical moment in my morning and I found myself laughing loudly between NPR segments. I’m convinced he was just happy it’s spring. As I …