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 12: Ballston Lake to Amsterdam, NY

    Let me see. Where was I? Let me check yesterday’s blog … Ah, yes. So there I was: four hours to go till sunset, four and a half hours till full dark, nothing to do in the meantime but to play round after round of lightning-and-thunder with the mozzies. It’s early yet for mosquitoes. The…

  • Day 11: Schaghticoke to Ballston Lake, NY

    It’s 4 pm. I’m done with the day, but the day’s not done yet, so I’m laying low. I crossed the Hudson this morning. A few hours later, I crossed Interstate 87. Saratoga Springs is just to the north. Schenectady is just to the south. This is a busy little pocket of human to-and-fro-ness. I’ve…

  • Day 10: Bennington, VT to Schaghticoke, NY

    Just a short update today. I left Bennington on Route 9, which became Route 7 when I crossed the New York state line. It’s not by any means a busy road, but it is a truck route and the left shoulder sometimes dissapeared, leaving nothing but a guardrail. You always want to walk on the…