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It’s been another week of weather. Looking out my window one morning, I saw a few pale cherry blossoms on a tree behind our house. Mike came home from a walk with Abby, and...
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Holidays are made of memories. Good. Bad. Gathering together. Missing passed-away or distant members. Delicious meals, others burned or undercooked, or eaten by the dog. Memories. Stories. We all have our histories.
Thanksgiving got an...
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The weather remains unseasonably warm. We are in a red-alert drought, despite a damp mist during one night last week. Rain is predicted for the end of this week, so maybe you will be...
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Another lovely week but, alas, still no rain. Conditions are getting dire. News reports say that most of the country is suffering from a drought. I wonder and worry about a brushfire on the...
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It’s been like summer again all week. We need rain, but otherwise, a nice week. I remember John Early wearing shorts from April 1 to Nov. 1; this year he could continue on indefinitely....
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Happy Halloween! I hope everyone is having fun at the library Halloween party this afternoon from 3 to 5 pm, at other parties, or out trick-or-treating. I hope the balmy weather we had last...
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We are a week away from Halloween. The air feels cool, and I even heard someone say she had a first frost in her Skiff Lane yard. Hay bales, corn stalks, and pumpkins of...
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I am writing this on Dictionary Day. If that isn’t a perfect holiday, I don’t know what is. My Oxford English Dictionary was one of the best presents that Mike ever gave me, commemorating...
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The dogwoods outside my window are covered with red berries, still scarlet, bright among foliage that has begun turning from green to dark mahogany red. I can see the tips of other leaves colored...
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I have noticed that I’m turning lights on in our house in the morning when I come downstairs, then by 6 o’clock or so in the evenings. Daylight comes in shorter segments.
Nelson has been...
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Rain, rain, rain. Heavy, wind-blown rain. Finally, we have had a good soaking rain after what seemed an endless dry spell. It was a good weekend to spend inside, either getting chores done, or...
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The autumn equinox is this weekend, officially marking the change from summer into autumn. I have watched the light changing in my woods and felt the cool, crisp mornings and nights outside and through...
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We had a lovely Saturday for the annual fire department picnic at Flat Point Farm. A tent with tables and chairs had been set up, and the big grill was cooking hamburgers, hot dogs,...
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What a rainstorm we had last Monday. I don’t ever remember rain like that. Mike thought we had about 3 inches, but I have heard other people reporting over 5. Puddles along the roads...
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The four days of the Ag Fair went by so quickly, a whole year’s planning and work gone by, then to clean up, and begin again for next year. 2024 was a wonderful fair....
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The Fair opens on Thursday!
Booths have been constructed and stocked, ready for the first fairgoers. Rides that arrived from off-Island last week and parked along the edge of the field are now in place....
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I was tearing up watching Elizabeth Whelan standing beside President Biden when he announced that her brother, Paul, and three others who have been held as prisoners in Russia, would be coming home. Later...
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Mike and I drove along State Road last Friday afternoon, passing the fields of the Whiting farm and the cemetery, commenting how it looked the same as it always had. It was a moment...
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It’s still hot, although it feels slightly less hot at night and when we come downstairs in the early morning. There has been a nice breeze, though; that helps a lot. People who love...
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“I wanted you to know Aunt Prudy passed away yesterday morning,” was the message from Tara Whiting-Wells.
Prudy and I had just seen one another. It feels impossible that she isn’t still just around the...