Spinney knew that keeping a small boatyard working during the winter months is not easy.
The cat's mouth cannot smirk. But most cat owners will tell you that cat's smirk all the time. They use body language to smirk.
January thaw in New England is an iffy deal. I've seen long periods when the temperature soared towards the seventies. But, I've also seen hurry up jobs where it got into the fifties for a single day and then dove into the frigid teens.
Xenia works tirelessly to improve her humans.
Go ahead and shed a few. It's good for you.
While running a Folklife program for a federal agency, one of my staffers gave me a gift made by Indonesian youth. It was a sort of lobster made from egg crates and other bits and pieces. It scuttled around realistically when manipulated with a string. Next year I found some neat little autos made from cut-up bits of soda cans.
Life in the Village was not just about playing at the coffeehouses. It was about understanding the intellectual and artistic background of life. You'd be sitting with a fellow habituate listening to a discourse on Proust one day, Aristotle the next, and Steinbeck the day succeeding.
We walked a long way—miles from Pelham to Broadway. The streets went from slushy to icy at the end.
A cat's favorite book? Well, it all had to do with Christmas.
A friend owned a Bristol 27. A boat that could be comfortable for two on extended cruising but wasn't something two people could liveaboard.