Author Archives: Ron Haines

I haven’t added to this series lately. Here’s one from several months ago. Ran across it today when I was cleaning up some computer files. It’s a green heron. For previous Itches, start here and go backwards.

This could happen, if all goes well. A few days ago I noticed a big blue heron in the next door yard picking up some sticks and flying off.  I figured he or she was just refurbishing one of the … Continue reading →

I realized today that I ‘follow’ only two eating establishments on Facebook.  Both of them have handwritten menus.  I don’t go out to eat much, but when I do I like to see the writing on the wall. Cool Springs … Continue reading →

A couple years ago I noticed that a bunch of the old shade tobacco barns on some acreage near Bradley Airport in Windsor Locks, Connecticut, were being torn down. Here’s a portion of the huge Amazon shipping terminal that has … Continue reading →

It’s been an atypical October for me in Connecticut.  For my final month of the season here I can usually count on at least a few warmish, bright days with fall colors to make some paddling still possible, and interesting, … Continue reading →

I spotted this Muscovy duck the other day on the Pawtuxet River in Rhode Island.  It couldn’t be the political climate that’s driving folks out of Florida, could it?  Nah, probably just the heat and hurricanes. Muscovys are lovers of … Continue reading →

I finally got a halfway decent photo of a water strider on the surface of the water the other day on the Quinebaug River at Brimfield, MA.  It was one of those pleasant paddles where I had plenty of time … Continue reading →

And I sold my GPS! It was three days well spent.  And added to the gas stations, the lakes and the museum were several hours of nice backroads meandering in New Hampshire and Vermont. It happened like this:  I had … Continue reading →

I couldn’t pass by this yard art in Shelburne, Vermont, without a second look.  A bunch of water hydrants on display.  I was a bit sad that I happened by before the owner finished up the paint job.  It would … Continue reading →

I was just moseying along on old, two-lane Route 66 east of Albuquerque, New Mexico, a few years ago and I encountered this sign. And then just past it, this one. And then they were in my rearview mirror. I … Continue reading →