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 ...

Seeking success in a November snow storm By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal I woke in darkness to the sound of the wind. The ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal In the beginning: Darkness. We drove into the vastness of pre-dawn; truck headlights a tunnel in the void. ...

“In art can be redemption but no more than in nature.” By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal If I had a schedule I’d have ...

“The bicycle is still the magic carpet come to fruition in clear air on summer days.” By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal I have ...

By Mitch Mode Special to the Star Journal In times of summer heat the margins of the day are when we can find comfort and solace. ...