Stream of Consciousness Saturday -A Snooze

Gardening on my hands and knees is getting old, but I have no desire to give up gardening. So, the raised beds elevate even further. The newest one is a large bed thirty-two inches high. Last year, I experimented with beds this height and found that weeding was an easy task, if not a joy. …

Signs of spring?

Spicebush

March is a notoriously traitorous month in New England. A few years ago, I put this video together about the first signs of spring in April. This year, we seem to be heading towards an early spring. And I wonder if we'll be seeing these April scenes before the end of March

Virtue

The extra evening light of spring means more time outside, either in the garden or the shop. This is great because I am not a TV person, and an early evening inside means contending with the TV. I don't hate TV; it's just that I left my TV habit behind many years ago. Being on …

Screamer

"I ain't afraid of no ghost!" Hmm, well, no howling, ethereal walker through walls anyway. I don't get those. But the screaming young man in the basement of a building I used to live in? Yeah. He was always there, silently screaming at me. The first time I met him was quite the experience—just wide-mouthed, …

It Hasn’t Been Boring

One of the difficulties of a varied and "interesting" life is that you may not become a millionaire by the time you retire. There are many detours in the workplace, some intentional and some unintended. Luckily, I am okay with my lifestyle, and my workplace is not too strenuous most of the time. This is …

False Spring

Spring is not here yet. But it's been unseasonably warm where I live, so I am well advanced in yard and garden cleanup. I have never been this far ahead of the season in preparing for spring. I'm doing things in early March that I usually can only get to at the end of the …

Flashback Friday: Pilot Biscuits

My father once told me that it was a pilot biscuit that he'd give me when I was teething, to my mother's dismay. Mom was afraid I choke on them.

Maturity

Maturity is such a slippery subject. Take it from someone who was sixteen until his thirties. Now, please understand that it is hard to usher in an entirely new phase of life. It can't be done with headlines in the paper. You have to slip peacefully into it - year by year. Too rapid a …

Blogger

The racket from the football game drowned everything out except for Carl's loud snore. It would not be wise to wake him and stop the snoring

Flashback Friday – The Great Race

We did not hop trains; it was much too dangerous.