I cannot remember a time when I did not live in or close to woods. I grew up in a house surrounded by giant white oaks, the last of the white oaks in the New York city area. So rare… Read More ›
Month: June 2013
Weekly Photo Challenge: Companionable – Like Bookends
We met in college. 1964. I was 17, he was 22 and recently out of the Marines. The college radio station was a great place to make friends, a great place to form relationships. We worked together, played together, dreamed… Read More ›
Daily Prompt: No Longer a Mere Mortal? I’ll pass. Thanks anyhow.
I don’t know what is more terrifying: the prospect of death or immortality. Fortunately, I don’t really have to worry about it. But if I did? I’d write more books, take more pictures. And take my time. I’d slow down… Read More ›
Weekly Photo Challenge: Companionable — The Dog God
Around here, we call him the Dog God because they adore him. He adores them in return. He cannot imagine or entirely remember what the world was like before the fur people became part it. I hope he never has… Read More ›
Try Windows 8.1? I think not.
I’ve given this thought. I reviewed the video from Microsoft. I read the FAQ. I’ve read the articles in ZDNet and anything else that seems to have detailed information. I watched the video a second time. I read the email you… Read More ›
1771 – The First Quaker Meeting House
Conveniently located at the corner of our street and that other road, just short of a mile from our front door, you can see the historic first Quaker Meetinghouse in Massachusetts, built in 1771. It’s right on the Rhode Island… Read More ›
Daily Prompt: The Artist’s Eye – Corn Maidens and Seed Pots
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A Little Canal
The Mumford is one of the major tributaries of the Blackstone. It, as well as the Blackstone, run right through the middle of Uxbridge. Can you spell flooding? Between the main Mumford and the old Bernat Mill runs a tiny… Read More ›
