An expedition into the wilderness of thoughts and ideas inspired by nature and the travels of Backcountry Ben
The quest for truth is a never-ending task, however tempting it may be to say, “Now I understand” or “Now I know what the truth of the matter is.” Truth can be multi-layered and, too often, the truth one discovers is simply the most obvious of those layers, or the portion of the truth that one is prepared to recognize and accept.
The Haunting and Inspirational Slim Baker Area
She was dressed all in black, perhaps wearing a veil over her head. She was sitting on a split-rail bench in front of the large cross that dominates Inspiration Point, a spot on Little Round Top that overlooks Bristol village. From our vantage point, she appeared to be weeping, or perhaps praying.
The Murder of Humpty Dumpty
New forensic evidence has revived speculation that Humpty Dumpty’s fall was not an accident, after all, and Aristotle is a person of interest in the case.
Blood on the Trees
Sunday night’s Blood Moon dripped color onto the trees.
Battling An Obstinate Adversary
We delayed the attack as long as possible, knowing that the battle would not be easy. The face-off should have occurred in the spring, but it was late August before we finally approached Seymour, white flag in hand, for one last try at diplomacy.
Collecting 'Things' And Sorting Them Out
While waiting for the commencement exercises to — well — commence on Saturday, we had an opportunity to speak with the chair of the Newfound Area School Board, who told of preparing his remarks for the upcoming ceremony.
Sometimes the journey must be circuitous, rather than straight, and sometimes more circuitous than one would hope. So it is with this quest, which has had to migrate once again.
Once Again, Patience Prevails
Waiting is difficult. We live in a time of instant gratification, and we expect the gadgets we own to keep us up to date on everything we want to know, and the restaurants we visit to bring food to the table without delay.