These two photos go with today’s “Roughneck Grace” column. The whole story here.

Winter before last, my snow plow shoes finally wore out to the point even Tom couldn’t save them, so I bought a new pair. Then early last winter we had a whopper…View post

That moment you see the brochure and realize the bio you intended be trimmed got printed in its entirety when everyone else stuck to a modest paragraph.

Final pass of Scavengers complete. Whatever errors I missed, they’ll stay missed (until sharp-eyed readers catch them) (there’s a protocol for that).

Rediscovered box of (former) books. Contained verminous confetti.