Eight More Miles

It's summer, it's beastly hot, and finally - finally - the tomato plants have started bearing fruit.  Like lots.  Earlier this morni...

Like the rest of upland nation, I'm biding my time in the sweltering heat, counting down the days before the bird season starts. Please ...

I've been exchanging emails with my trainer, Nolan Huffman , and he reports that LuLu is taking to formal training very well. So much t...

As seen in a Belizean grocery store.

I don't read a lot of books in my spare time.  Whereas my wife can devour a full length novel in a matter of hours, it generally takes s...

Pardon my absence from the blogosphere, but I've got good reason.  Mrs. Scampwalker and I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary recent...

Today is the day that every parent works toward, yet somewhat dreads.  Their kid is going to college. It's still a ways away for my Go...