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The Loon Whisperer

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Every October At dawn, there was a heavy blanket of fog over the river. This is a bittersweet …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Monster He loves everything about guns, this son of mine. Buying them, cleaning them, and especially shooting them. …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto A healing place Here’s the most important thing I learned last week. If you want to feel lucky, …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Indestructible The table is ugly mid-century modern fake-wood Formica. It is not much to look at. The vinyl …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Our people My friends are my estate. -Emily Dickinson Lately, and for no particular reason, I have been …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto What we save   May the roof above us never fall in, and may we friends gathered below …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto A once in a lifetime event Although we did our best and took a walk after lunch, the …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Fly away home For Angie The one little hummingbird we’ve had at the backyard feeder this summer hovered …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Summers off Oh, middle of August, you’ve arrived too soon again. You do this to me every stinkin’ …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto At dawn Each time dawn appears, the mystery is there in its entirety. -Rene Daumal A large family …