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And now for something completely different…

I am coming out of the closet. I here confess a great weakness: I don’t like to stay focused on one new interest very long. I reach a point where I feel I have learned the steps and I move … Continue reading

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#TBT Oak-ay, Life is a Beech

You know how foliage glows luminously when the rising or setting sun shines behind it? I was struck with wonder at the Williams River valley as I came over the interstate bridge this late afternoon.  The flamboyant red maples are … Continue reading

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Running away

My dad used to tell us four girls, “The first to get married gets the big wedding. The rest get $200 and a ladder.” Well, twenty-three years ago my childhood sweetheart and I got married in a snowstorm in Vermont. … Continue reading

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Clowning Around

My son and I drove out last Thursday evening to see a clown. He was a local boy who went off to clown college and stayed with Ringling Brothers circus for several years before coming home to Saxtons River.  He … Continue reading

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Oak-ay, Life is a Beech

You know how foliage glows luminously when the rising or setting sun shines behind it? I was struck with wonder at the Williams River valley as I came over the interstate bridge this late afternoon.  The flamboyant red maples are … Continue reading

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