
A brush with cancer, a woodsy interlude, and a hard-earned lesson in humility
I AM A FOOL. A short-sighted fool. It’s important to make that clear. What does one do when one finally realizes this, even though the foolishness can’t be undone? One heads to the woods of course. They always help. The October woods were delicious, a feast for all the senses. Although most of the aspens




