Our Yard in Mid-October - Last week was a yard-work kind of week. Spending time outside in October is no great strain, even if it involves blowing leaves, scrubbing pots, and bringing garden ornaments down cellar. In Maine, there is too much snow in the winter to leave most garden ornaments outside. I do leave a few of the staked … Continue reading Our Yard in Mid-October → Back for a Bit - For now, my part is finished for the proof copy of my soon-to-be-published book, Darcy Dansereau and the Missing Children. I’ve written the blurb, a brief bio, and a dedication to a childhood friend. Until I have the actual proof copy in hand, there’s not much to do on Darcy. So back to blogging, and … Continue reading Back for a Bit → What a Difference 300 Miles Makes - On Saturday, we were supposed to get together with Shannon and Mike to celebrate birthdays—mine and Clif’s—at Stonewall Kitchen in York, Maine. But you know what they say about the best-laid plans. A nor’easter—in September!—roared up the Eastern Seaboard. It slammed the coast, as nor’easters always do, and Shannon and Mike, who live in the … Continue reading What a Difference 300 Miles Makes → Tapping on Autumn’s Shoulder - In the Northern Hemisphere, we are one day away from the Autumnal Equinox—September 22. While I love this crisp time of year, I am always a little sorry to see a season end. (And, yes, I feel the same way about winter, too.) This summer, while too dry, was lovely nonetheless, with days that weren’t … Continue reading Tapping on Autumn’s Shoulder → Sixty-nine on the Fifteenth - Tuesday, September 15, was my 69th birthday. Regular readers will know that our motto for birthdays and other special days is to celebrate early, celebrate often with simple pleasures. And that is exactly what we did for my birthday. On Saturday, we went to Buen Apetito, one of our favorite restaurants in Waterville. We always … Continue reading Sixty-nine on the Fifteenth → Back in the Swing. Plus, One Year with Bolty - Well, that was a long two weeks with COVID, and I had a mild upper respiratory case, which meant I had no trouble breathing and never felt as though I had to go to the hospital. But I was tired, achy, feverish, with no sense of smell or taste, and no appetite. As families do, … Continue reading Back in the Swing. Plus, One Year with Bolty →
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