CG | When I was a kid in the early 80s, Pop and I used to walk the property at his fish cabin on Lake Jordan, checking the bluebird boxes. If I’d unwisely chosen to go barefoot on one of our forays, I’d find myself anxiously threading my way between pine cones, fire ant hills,... Continue Reading →
SG | Several times over the course of a Tuesday, my family and I passed a plump, iridescent cicada laying belly up in the driveway right in the path between the garage and the car. Late in the day, on my last trip outside, I happened to pause and study the poor little guy, as... Continue Reading →
SG | In my grandparents' boathouse on Lake Jordan, northwest of Wetumpka, Alabama, there was a three-foot long span of one-inch metal pipe leaned up near the doorway. You could find it there year-round, except for one day when it was called into service: the Fourth of July. On that day each year, it would... Continue Reading →
CG | It takes me a lot longer to come up with these little playlists than you might expect. I spend far too much time fretting over what you – the invisible and unknowable reader – may have heard already, and if what I’m trying to communicate about these songs comes across as earnest sharing,... Continue Reading →
The Incidentalist 