A botanist assured me once that even here in New England, some flower is in bloom in every month of the year.
Soon
Roll
Find a warm berth in some shoreside cafe, get a mug of coffee, and watch the inevitable.
The Berry Bowl
I learned about berry bowls my first fall in Maine. Some friends invited me to go searching for the makings.
Annual Festival Of wood
I have found that neighbors seek to "borrow" wood when the power goes out, and their heat is non-existent, and that family cheerfully visit on snowy days, stuff themselves with goodies, and hog the fire. But, stack wood? Nope.
Haste
We make haste slowly.
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