by C. Jane Taylor | Dec 12, 2019 | Personal Essays
It has come to my attention that Mabel is a rooster. The shape of her tail and the presence of her wattle give every indication that she is developing into a rooster. Her behavior has begun to support this new gender presentation. Chicken sexing is a highly valued and... 
by C. Jane Taylor | Jul 18, 2019 | Personal Essays
On our 20th wedding anniversary, we kayaked in fog on the Saint Lawrence Seaway. The river was greasy smooth, gentle swells wrinkling its surface. 20 years before, when we were the laid off newlyweds, we paddled here, too. We paddled here for the whales then as we do... by C. Jane Taylor | Apr 25, 2016 | Professional Blog Articles
Facebook recently took me for a stroll down Memory Lane. This one was originally published on http://www.greenmountaingarlic.com, April 21, 2011. I still like it. To many in Vermont, the opening of trout season is a rite of spring. And for some anglers, fly fishing is... 
by C. Jane Taylor | Apr 13, 2016 | Personal Essays
I struggled to park in the dirt lot at Hell’s Backbone Grill, Boulder, Utah. The spaces here sloped down and away, loose gravel canting down at odd angles to a railroad tie perimeter making it difficult for me to let my bike down onto its side stand. It would have... 
by C. Jane Taylor | Aug 11, 2015 | Personal Essays
My dog, Tom, was a Frisbee dog. He was blonde; ginger colored circles of fur at the backs of his knees. He’d leap into the air to catch the Frisbee. He’d catch any throw, and was especially thrilled to catch it over water and at the beach. Because I used the 200 gram... 