Harvest Jitters
For us backyard gardeners, this is the time of year we fear most for our crop. It is not like we have a super abundance to go around.
August
These are the sultry days of deep summer.
Visualizing World Peace
Attendees at this year’s [MacDowell] Medal Day, were given white luggage tags and a pen and urged to write our wishes and hang them on fruit trees in the MacDowell Gardens.
Summer People
The July and August people have arrived, bringing with them their patronage of our stores and their vehicles, requiring me to look both ways before pulling out of the driveway.
Independent, Inching Forward
Soon you have the sense you are talking about the same things, which is when it hits you . . . you have only inched forward.
Good, Quality Thunder
The rain had stopped and we sat just to watch and listen as the storm’s slashing furry settled to not much more than a purr.
A Sensitive Time
Those are things you must get used to in New England, learning to be a tough tomato.
June
Huckles has developed a problem: he visits the neighbors.
Liver Free or Die
I object to the narrow use we make of the animals that pay the ultimate sacrifice on the way to our table.
Tractor Pull
I interview everyone with a tractor and they say the same thing: I love my tractor.
