Some news about the earth's core, we affix tags to things to help us remember, Bronislaw Malinowski gave Wilhelm Reich a staff, what happens to our stories when we die, I want to make a museum 4U.

Want to drink prosecco and stack wood with me? If not, would you like to read some reflections and numbers from the year 2022?

There is only so much light.

Collective grieving rituals, pine trees, roses, scratches, late-stage capitalism, backpack evangelism, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and sacrifice.

A new story in Eater about a restaurant in my hometown & all the research I got lost in along the way, trying to learn more about why Wolfeboro, NH calls itself, "The Oldest Summer Resort in America."

Such as knowledge of the not-quite infamous barrel at the bottom of the Mount Waldo quarry pond, an alligator reported in Marsh Bay in 1833, and finding the labor we love.

It’s July. One of our hens is crowing like a rooster this morning. A family of porcupines is feasting

Maybe you’re here because you want to find out what the scuba divers found in the Mount Waldo quarry

"it's gonna be good."