An Enchanting Evening - In the United States, last Sunday was Father’s Day. As longtime readers might recall, our philosophy for special days is to celebrate early, celebrate often. Accordingly, on Saturday, we met our daughter Shannon and her husband Mike in southern Maine at When Pigs Fly Pizzeria in Kittery. Clif and Mike reflected on their beer choices. … Continue reading An Enchanting Evening → A June Night - Mid-June is here. The planting is done, including the row of begonias in the back garden. They provide a welcome splash of red and white to go along with all the green. The begonias will bloom from now until the first hard frost hits. They never get leggy; they always look good. Begonias are not … Continue reading A June Night → Monday, Monday - Even though Clif and I are retired, we follow a work-week schedule because our eldest daughter Dee, who lives with us, has a traditional forty-hour a-week job. We arrange our schedule to match hers so that we can eat together and go to the movies on Saturday and Sunday. Therefore, after a free and easy … Continue reading Monday, Monday → Almost Summer - In Maine, Spring isn’t quite over, but we are edging ever closer to summer. The view from my living room window shows how the trees are almost in full leaf. Green, green, green is the predominant color in my yard. Minerva, our guard cat, watches over the garden. I always complain that I have one … Continue reading Almost Summer → Done Da Done! And: Ferns, Ferns, Ferns - Garden Report Last week, I did it. Creaky knees and all, I raked the leaves from the last bed. Did I feel good about this accomplishment? You bet I did. Now, onward to compost, wood ash, and fertilizer. Plus, moving things here and there. For me, as I’m sure it is for most gardeners, May … Continue reading Done Da Done! And: Ferns, Ferns, Ferns → The Week that Was: Part II - Somehow, I posted this week’s piece when I was only halfway done. Here is the rest of what I intended to post. On Saturday, I went to a lovely poetry reading at my library. Jeri Theriault was the poet, and as she read, her husband, Philip Carlsen, accompanied her on the cello. This was a … Continue reading The Week that Was: Part II → May the Fourth, 2026 - Spring, Spring, Spring is here! Is there a sweeter time of year? I don’t think so. Brief, green, frothy, and glorious, Spring compresses her beauty in one short month in Maine. And that month is May. (When I went to college in Indiana, I was astonished by how long Spring lasted. I found the extended … Continue reading May the Fourth, 2026 →
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