Columnist: Jason Hawkins

May. 27, 2013 @ 05:07 PM

Out here, on the blue seas of the coast

It seems that even within the woven fabrics of an early morning, the sun always lurks.


May. 20, 2013 @ 08:28 PM

Observing art while outdoors

I see artwork and stare. My eyes follow the lines, and I study the colors. My mind processes the shapes, curves, jagged edges, the shabby and the abstract.


May. 09, 2013 @ 07:50 PM

A ‘first’ can be an emotional experience

They say we never forget our first. In this sea of life, there will be buoys of a first lost tooth, first hit in baseball, first vehicle, first kiss and the first time you camped beneath the stars.


Apr. 29, 2013 @ 08:33 PM

Different approaches, different outcomes

It is not as much a walk as it is a shuffle, and this is how he moves down the bank. He is not as old as the trees around him, and he doesn’t hear the birds above him as he once did.


Apr. 22, 2013 @ 08:00 PM

Camouflage lets us hide in plain sight

It used to be that camouflage was something worn to be hidden. The concept is simple enough, and ever since man learned of the need to hide to hunt, he has used the concept of blending in with colors.


Apr. 12, 2013 @ 05:57 PM

Enjoying the gift a new day outdoors

If I could describe the witnessing of darkness becoming light, it would be a careful unwrapping of a surprise gift.


Mar. 18, 2013 @ 09:09 PM

Outdoors philosophy shaped by Schulz

"Waaaaa waaaa waaa waaaa waaaa waaaaaa wa waa waaaaaa.” If you understood this, then you know Charlie Brown. More importantly, if you understood the unmistakable voice of the never-seen teacher, then you know, or at the least appreciate, Charles Schulz.


Mar. 04, 2013 @ 09:41 PM

Instant replay can’t compare to seeing it live

The shot is in the air, and the fans are hushed with hope. Everyone saw the catch, jump, release and the ball slide through the nylon net.


Feb. 25, 2013 @ 06:02 PM

A couple finds and shares nature

The work of the day was done, and she watched from behind the white and blue curtains as he walked to the house.


Feb. 18, 2013 @ 06:49 PM

Connecting generations of hunters

She was once blonde and young, and her skin was warm and with life. Now she is old, shuffles to walk, takes long naps, and her skin is thin, white and cold.


Feb. 11, 2013 @ 06:07 PM

Sometimes, it’s just better to watch

Sometimes you watch. It is late in the day and the moon is early, curtseying in the sky.


Feb. 04, 2013 @ 07:02 PM

When the follower becomes the leader

He has a splinter in the index finger of his right hand, and he looks to the eyes of his father.


Jan. 28, 2013 @ 07:56 PM

‘Rabbit Dynasty’ would rival reality TV series

If all good stories have a beginning, then this great story really does not begin nor does it end.


Jan. 14, 2013 @ 07:41 PM

A stray hound’s lasting gift

She smelled like skunk, red dirt, old shoes, weathered leather, wild onions, wet leaves, molded straw and the dark side of the barn, where the sun never shines and last week’s rain puddles.


Jan. 07, 2013 @ 05:58 PM

Sharing the routine of father-son hunting

It was routine. His son is tucked beneath a blanket, a quilt and a sheet. Darkness and only the faint glow of a nightlight provides a source for shadows.