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The Loon Whisperer

The Loon Whisperer

Again, and again, and again by Terry Uhde Otto There’s nothing sillier than a five-year old. When mine were that age, every …

The Loon Whisperer

Great men by Terry Uhde Otto My grandmother always said that she felt 18 years old “on the inside” her whole life. …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Wintersong I have cold feet. I should add that I do not live in a home without heat. …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Fair weather The chickadees are out of hiding after our recent cold snap here in the woods. It’s …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Cold hands I have been grumpy, frumpy, and downright dumpy lately. If you have been, as well, take …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto In order It is New Year’s day and what’s left of the Christmas tree is in a snow …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto A Christmas Story He didn’t miss the bus. The bus missed him. That’s what he told the officer. …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Keeping warm He got one nearly every Christmas. In our family, this was as predictable as the oyster …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Parchment paper mothers I had one job. One. The Girl came home last weekend armed with a caramel …

The Loon Whisperer

by Terry Uhde Otto Cords I am currently tethered to an electrical outlet in order to write this piece because a week …