I had a major battle on Amazon about a book I said was racist. A lot of people said “No, it isn’t. The author is an avowed Boston liberal.” I’m sure he said he was and he probably believes it’s… Read More ›
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STRANGE OUTCOMES FROM THIS STRANGEST YEAR
Who knew that 2020 would be a wretched excuse for a year? The climate is collapsing. Half of the U.S. is burning down, another quarter is flooded … and we up here in the northeast are 10 inches low on… Read More ›
A NEW LOVESEAT WITH A PORTRAIT OF GARRY
The old loveseat was 14 years old. It seemed we bought it more recently than that. But if I think about it, I’d realize how much has happened during these years. Garry and I have grown old on the old… Read More ›
HALLWAYS OF MEMORY
Every night, I fill up my cup, grab my bag of medications, give the Duke his nighttime treats, and hike the hallway to the bedroom at the other end of the house. After arriving, I put the bag where it… Read More ›
PICK ME UP AND WINTER’S DAMAGE – GARRY ARMSTRONG
GARRY SEEKS SPRING IN UXBRIDGE He hiked up the driveway, initially to bring down the trash can and pick up the mail, but he took a camera. It was a lovely day. There have been some lovely days, but very… Read More ›
FORTY POINTS OF LIGHT – Marilyn Armstrong
40 things for Friday, Week Four A thank you to Melanie. I needed someone to remind me to stop sniveling and see what isn’t so bad. Forty is an awful lot, but I don’t have that much to do, so I’ll… Read More ›
ME AND MY TRACTOR – Marilyn Armstrong
You may have noticed the old tractor in the middle of our garden. When we were trying to sell the house years ago, a couple of potential buyers commented that they’d have to have it towed away. I put a… Read More ›
A BRIEF HISTORY OF TOILET PAPER – BY ELLIN CURLEY
The panic buying spurred by the Coronavirus has highlighted the products that Americans feel are most essential to their wellbeing. Apparently toilet paper leads the pack since most stores initially reported that they were completely out of toilet paper. Toilet… Read More ›
CROCUSES AND THE HEADSTONE FOR OLD WINSTON – Marilyn Armstrong
Crocuses and the Headstone for old Winston, the guinea pig Garry wasn’t feeling up to grocery hauling today so I went. No problem keeping my distance. The store wasn’t crowded. there was no pasta, no bread, no paper goods of… Read More ›
VICTORIAN HOUSES – Marilyn Armstrong
We all think we’d like to live in one of those mansions. I know several people who bought one and tried to restore it. They acquired them with the best of intentions. They saw in their minds glorious images of… Read More ›
RUMORS TO THE CONTRARY NOTWITHSTANDING, I DON’T KNOW EVERYTHING – Marilyn Armstrong
You’re probably shocked to know that there is another opinion other than mine which might be worth hearing. It turns out, I’m imperfect. I hate to admit it, but there it is. Life marches on but one must consider the… Read More ›
ABOUT THOSE DOGS AND TREES – Garry Armstrong
Now that it has snowed, the mud that had almost become solid has turned back into gummy mud. With the best will in the world, this house will never be entirely clean. Too many dogs. Too many trees. Too many… Read More ›
