Author Archives: Roger Gosden
The Wolf Sharing my Fire
There is something incongruous about the notion that the golden warming herself by our fire is still mostly wolf. It doesn’t fit her doggy nature. But how much shaggy wolf is still inside her remains a moot point. They are … Continue reading
Groundhog Day
My groundhog day will arrive when the raider of our strawberry patch sits in the cross-hairs of my sights. Last year the little ‘hog’ grazed it to the ground, leaves and all. A neighbor over the fence told me he … Continue reading
Scavengers
“Half savage as the man showed, with no covering on his matted head, with his brown arms bare to between the elbow on his shoulder, with the loose knot of a looser kerchief lying low on his bare breast in … Continue reading
Cold Finger
The last time we had a really cold snap like last week I dug up something unexpected in my backyard. It was not as exciting as a human skeleton, but nonetheless interesting. I was digging frozen turf with a sharp … Continue reading
Shifting Baselines
In 1608 Captain John Smith led a crew of fourteen to explore the Chesapeake Bay in a shallop brought over from England in the hold of the Susan Constant. Leaning over the side of the small craft they could see … Continue reading







