Abner Serd

Author | Humorist | Storyteller

green and white landscape

You found me!

Now, that’s a feat worth featuring. You see, I spend most of my days out on Wild Side, weighing the sunrise. It’s not that I’m hard to find; you’ve just got to know where to look.

So … you found me. Well done.

‘Course, it’s possible you just happened to stumble across my back trail, and now you’re wondering exactly what manner of beast you’ve got sighted.

On that score, you can put your mind at ease: I’m a storyteller. Mostly harmless. I specialize in humorous yarns and the occasional rhyming recitation. I’ve also been known to wander hitherin yawn, as you can plainly see from my blog.

Howdy. I’m Abner. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Abner among the greenery

Abner Serd

Let me tell you a story …

Tales from Hitherin Yawn:

  • Day 24: Brockport to Hulberton, NY

    The picture postcards call Brockport a “Victorian town on the banks of the Erie Canal.” I don’t know what they mean by “Victorian.” I guess they’re talking about architecture, but most of it seemed pretty modern to me. ‘Course, I’m old-fashioned enough to think 19th-century brickwork qualifies as modern … Regardless, downtown Brockport is a…

  • Day 23: Rochester to Brockport, NY

    Short day today. Brockport is only 11 miles by trail from where I woke up this morning — in a small patch of woods in Greece, NY. But tomorrow I’ll be spinning yarns at the Lift Bridge Book Shop here in Brockport, so the last ten days or so have been all about getting me…

  • Day 22: Fairport to Rochester, NY

    Well, that was a decent dollop of rain last night! I knew it was coming. I had time to plan, but didn’t much like the options. There was no good place to string a tarp, and besides, high winds were forecast. Unless you can pitch your tarp just right, the edges are gonna flap in…