March 02, 2023
I’ve found myself thinking a lot about Granny and Grampa (a.k.a., the Old Yankee Man) lately. Anniversaries often bring such thoughts to the forefront, of course. The fifth-year anniversary of Granny’s death was January 31st of this year (exactly one week after The Great Escape). I still smile when I think about that day, which... Read more...
February 10, 2023
The world is an awful place. We are divided. They are the problem. If it weren’t for them. In the old days we looked out for one another. Today people only look out for themselves. . . . But except… This past weekend, we experienced some unprecedented, truly record-low temperatures here in the Northeast. Being... Read more...
January 09, 2023
When we have a big storm here, the most beautiful part – to me – is the next morning. The clouds are giving the sun’s rays some space to do their thing, the winds have calmed… but the ocean hasn’t quite finished putting a fine point on her argument. The thing is, in the midst... Read more...
Okay. Let me get this out of the way right now. I have permission to tell this story, directly from the perp. Also, yes, the... Read More
One funny moment after Jack proposed to Mac (and Mac dissolved, pretty much, into a melted snowman puddle (but recovered quickly enough for us... Read More
This spring morning I awoke to the conversations of a thousand winged beings. And as I yawned and stretched I realized… This was nature’s... Read More
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More