By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal We cooked venison steaks over hardwood charcoal then shucked the last of summer corn, boiled the cobs to ...

Summer is but a memory By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal Summer leaves the stage with little fanfare; the fall of a leaf, the ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal Time. People say it stands still, say it races or flies, moves slow or fast. But sometimes time ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal We woke them from their naps, mid-afternoon on a hot July day. They came outside, eyes lidded with ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal Come days of summer swelter I take to the bike for solace. I top two bottles with cool ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal In the time near midnight the sky went to haze and the stars, crystal-sharp at sundown, blurred; weather ...

Outdoor Adventure By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal I turned off the radio because I didn’t like the news. The news was sounding a ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal There exists, between dog and cat, between Fenway and Trout, an uneasy detente broken by sporadic and unpredictable ...

A picture perfect day to ski the Birkie By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal In the waning stages of my father’s slide into the ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal Come times of snow, the dogs’ world turns smaller. In the time of no-snow the twosome runs free ...