This spring was unusually cool and full of rain. The result was a long period of spring bloom that seemed to stay fresh and picture perfect for a protracted period. I knew I should grab a camera or at least my iPhone and take some photos. But I have this contrary quirk of wanting to […]
stories
The Night The Ice Fell
“It was a dark and stormy night”… is how my uncle jokingly started the telling of some family history as we sat in the living room, all fully aware of the storm predictions and awaiting the next sidewalk report from my husband’s periodical trek to get the next load of wood for our stove. The […]
Gladys Tabor’s Wry Yankee Wit
Gladys Tabor was a beloved writer of my mother’s generation. She had a homely, yet penetrating way of observing her small world filled with common daily chores. That is one of the things we can love about her writing… and some things are quite true in any generation it seems… which is what makes for […]
