Upon a Steeple This beautiful old church has been abandoned for at least a decade by now, maybe a few years longer. The problem? No heat, or plumbing and thus, no bathroom. No parking lot AND it only sits a… Read More ›
Uxbridge
A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT — THE BLACKSTONE RIVER IN OUR VALLEY
CFFC: Water – Blackstone River and Its Valley: A River Runs Through It I think if I were to describe the valley in which we live, I would say “A river runs through it.” In fact, the Blackstone River defines… Read More ›
ARE CHRISTMAS CAROLS RELIGIOUS OR SIMPLY A DIFFERENT FORM OF MUSIC?
I have to admit to an enormous fondness for the original Christmas Carols. I was in the P.S. 35 Glee Club — as was everyone else. They were non-discriminatory about vocal quality. If you could squawk out something slightly musical,… Read More ›
VOTING EARLY IN UXBRIDGE
Just as I suspected, the parking lot was almost empty when we got there around noon today. It was post doctor and post laboratory. Garry needed labs for his appointment on Friday and I needed them for my appointment today…. Read More ›
KINDA LIKE THE MIDDLE OF A SMALL TOWN
Kinda like the Middle of Town Squarely in the middle of Uxbridge, it’s easy to miss the fact that you’re in the middle of anywhere. But hey, this is where you will find a grocery store, a couple of banks,… Read More ›
THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
An early autumn New England Friday. It’s still mild and the seasonal burst of colors is as slow as the Red Sox bats this year. It’s calm but you know it’s just a matter of time. We’re six weeks away… Read More ›
SHOPPING, MALLS, AND DOWNTOWN
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge All about buildings: Commercial buildings or store fronts I wonder if the malls will ever open again? I wonder how many shops will still be “alive” when our siege finally ends? IF our siege ever ends. Sometimes… Read More ›
THE PILGRIM’S LATE SUMMER DAY IN UXBRIDGE By GARRY ARMSTRONG
Initially, it was just a quick run to our local supermarket for a few items. It turned out to be one of the nicest afternoons I’ve had in a long time. An impromptu photo session turned into a brief lesson… Read More ›
WHAT WILL BECOME OF OUR VALLEY?
Growing up in what was probably the very last unsullied woodlands in Queens, NY, we used to find arrowheads in the woods. My mother had insisted we buy the wooded property adjacent to our house. It wasn’t connected to the… Read More ›
OUR SUMMER PLACE – GARRY ARMSTRONG
It was our first outing in weeks because of COVID-19, house repair appointments, health issues and, really a general malaise because of the Marx Brothers state of our nation. It wasn’t supposed to be a pleasure outing. Marilyn had an… Read More ›
A RED-BELLIED WOODPECKER ON A BRIGHT, SPRING DAY – Marilyn Armstrong
We put different food in the feeder today. Well, actually, I put the food in. Owen lowered the feeders so I can reach them myself and not wait for him to get home. There were a lot of baby birds… Read More ›
THIS ISN’T GOING TO GO ON FOREVER – Marilyn Armstrong
So Garry and I are listening (Audiobooks) to the biography of John Wayne written by Scott Eyman. We can’t turn on a baseball game, which we would normally be doing. There’s nowhere to go because it’s cold and rainy outside…. Read More ›
