Rain, this morning, staccato against the skylight. Outside the water puddles in every low spot, overflowing to gurgle into drains. It’s been a week of contrasts and extremes. After the heatwave only a few days earlier, the week began with snow. Daffodils lay flat, and violets were edged with frost like sugar crystals. By Thursday, … More Spring, Week V
I plan to walk for at least two hours every day, and if some days that walk is in the city rather than the fields and woods of the Arboretum and the river, well, it fills a different need. … More Walking Downtown
We took possession of the new house on April 29th. It was mid-afternoon before the lawyer’s office called to say everything was done; we immediately drove over to take another look at the house, inside and out. It’s an opportunity that doesn’t come very often in a life, wandering around the new living space, thinking … More The Moving Diaries: Phase 2: Juggling Two Houses
Good fences make good neighbors, Robert Frost wrote, in Mending Wall. Between our property and the neighbours on both sides, a split-rail fence delineates the property lines. We built the fence ourselves, getting on for twenty years ago, pulling the cedar rails out of the brush of an old farm at the edge of the … More Good Fences
One casual question, an equally casual response – and our lives changed forever. … More Fall Migration
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