I live in Easton, Connecticut, a small (8000 people), rural/suburban town in Fairfield County. I came here for summers from the day I was born in 1949 to the day I moved here full-time in 1991. We used to be… Read More ›
country life
TRAGICALLY LOST YET MAGICALLY FOUND – Garry Armstrong
Photos: Garry Armstrong Back in the day (I hate that cliché), I used to do features like this for slow TV news days. It’s been a week of family soap opera, spawned by disciples of “Ozzie and Harriet”, “Father Knows Best”… Read More ›
CITY VERSUS COUNTRY – BY ELLIN CURLEY
I lived in an apartment in Manhattan for over 40 years. I’ve lived in the woods in Connecticut now for over 25 years. I think I’m something of an expert on both life styles. It’s a common misconception that getting… Read More ›
NEIGHBORS
This isn’t a friendly town. People fraternize with the people who attend their church and seem to regard anyone else as potentially hostile. Of course we didn’t know that when we moved here. We knew that it was a very white town,… Read More ›
SECURITY OR NOT? DON’T CHOOSE.
SECURITY (NOT!) – DAILY POST WEEKLY PHOTOGRAPHIC CHALLENGE We are insecure. We live in the middle of nowhere, so to actually get to our house and “do something,” there’s a hefty excursion involved. And, we are poor, so even if… Read More ›
COUNTRY VERSUS CITY LIFE – ELLIN CURLEY
I lived in an apartment in Manhattan for over 40 years. I’ve lived in the woods in Connecticut now for over 25 years. I think I’m something of an expert on both life styles. It’s a common misconception that getting… Read More ›
LIFE GOES ON OUT IN THE COUNTRY – A PHOTO A WEEK CHALLENGE
HOME IN THE COUNTRY: A PHOTO A WEEK CHALLENGE, NANCY MERRILL Last night, we met up with Garry’s brother Anton who was in the area on a work project. “In the area” was actually “in the state of Massachusetts.” If… Read More ›
BLACK & WHITE SUNDAY: A COUNTRY LIFE
BLACK & WHITE PHOTOGRAPHY: A COUNTRY LIFE Perhaps not as rural as Paula’s lovely example of rural photography, but this part of New England is far from metropolitan. We have the basic stuff: roads and electricity, but that’s pretty much “it”… Read More ›
WEEKLY WRITING CHALLENGE: SAME OLD WORLD
I was born in Brooklyn and grew up in Queens. That’s New York, a city divided into 5 boroughs, each with its own character. Folks think New York is all Manhattan. Wall Street, the Empire State Building. Fifth Avenue. Skyscrapers. But… Read More ›
Ours was the last generation …
I get a lot of posts about things that were common when I was a kid that you don’t see anymore. Rabbit ear antennas for televisions. 45 RPM record players. Vinyl records. Tape recorders that used actual mylar tape. Dial… Read More ›
Hollow Tree
Down around the corner where the chickens and the cows live, there stands an old hollow tree. Despite it’s obvious age and condition, it still is sending forth leaves this spring. If I were as old as that tree, I… Read More ›
The Barn
Down the road and around the corner, there’s a house with a porch. They have red rocking chairs on the porch. The house was built in the early 1700s as was the barn. It’s beautiful barn. They don’t keep any… Read More ›
Old Pal
He lives in a field on the farm, not far from where cattle graze. Once upon a time, he was the farmer’s best friend, a workhorse that wouldn’t quit. When finally, just couldn’t go any further, rather than junk him… Read More ›
