The bright, brisk days of autumn stir those of us who love the outdoors. The other three seasons are good, but autumn lingers in your heart and mind. Larry Whiteley Cooler temperatures refresh body and soul. The landscape is awash with colors of changing leaves.
Rivers were a big part of my life growing up, and still are. As a kid, I would dig for worms and catch grasshoppers and crickets, and go fishing. Sometimes it was with some buddies, but mostly, it was just me, my dog, and my
From my combination man cave/workshop behind our house, I can still look out and see the old tree in my mind’s eye. I had known it for a long time until one afternoon this past March when high winds brought it to the ground from
While giving a talk at one of our local high schools, I could tell that a few of the kids really enjoyed hearing about all the opportunities to get out and enjoy our great outdoors. It was comforting to know that some had parents and
As you know, August was really hot here in the middle of America. A lot of people were complaining about the weather, including me. I was ready for cooler fall temperatures I am sorry to tell you this, but September won’t be much better. Most
I was walking along a gravel bar while fishing a creek when I saw it. The sun was shining on it like a beacon, guiding me to it. I knelt, picked it up, and held it gently in my hand. It was a Native American
Unless you lived in a city all your life, you have probably driven or walked down an old dirt road. Maybe it was a road home, a road to grandparents’ house, or to a favorite fishing or hunting spot. I remember fondly the many dirt
It was the morning of July 4th. A truck with three men pulls into the marina. Their families were still sleeping at the lodge where they were all staying. They get out of the truck and tease each other about who is going to catch
It was Independence Day, as dusk began to fall on the land. An old Indian stood on a hill with his son, enjoying the magnificent view of the valley below. The land they looked out upon was once their ancestors land. They lived there together
Several times, a song I like becomes an inspiration for a story I write. Many songs, if you really listen to them, are songs about life. Larry Whiteley I love going to a river to fish, camp, and relax. October is one of my favorite
Our world is facing another health crisis. I have written other stories about it, but it is getting worse. I wanted to bring this to your attention once again. Larry Whiteley People are spending too much time staring at screens on their smartphones, computers, or
I was out fishing one day and found a small red and white plastic fishing bobber. I put it in my shirt pocket, went back to fishing, and forgot about it. Larry Whiteley When I got back home, our 5-year-old granddaughter was over visiting grandma.
