A friend asked me weeks ago now, “what can we do?” and I put him off, promising I’d think about it and write something. But

March 15 was the day the Wisconsin State Climatology Office declared as the official thaw date.

I’m here again because I’ve been coming to places like this since I was a boy and I still carry the things I’ve found.

My parents sacrificed to show my two siblings and me the astonishing riches of the United States as protected by the National Park Service. We

This is the dilemma of the herbivore in winter–the urgency of needing calories when the calories are most scarce.

The Grand Calumet River is likely the most polluted river in the Great Lakes watershed, maybe in all of North America.

I can only see 100 yards or so into the fog and it consumes me, envelopes, covers, holds, me.

Conversations occur in the context of a community, one’s colleagues, students, family members – and other interested people.

I am proud of my miserliness, proud that my coveralls are older than my adult kids, proud that I remember when fieldwork was familiar and