Well, as much as I hate to admit it, I realize I really am a glass-half-empty kind of guy. The lack of rain and the devastation being caused by the gypsy moth caterpillars are only bringing home to me this depressing fact more and more clearly. Lisa Stefaniak’s wonderful column… Continue reading
If you venture onto Medd’s Mountain and “start low and go slow” you will find a small path on the lower trail that leads to a bench at the water’s edge where Baxter Creek joins the millpond. If you relax for a moment on this bench and look directly across… Continue reading
Gilbert and Sullivan purists are welcome to add the “tra-la’s” to the title! Despite the snow (of course, not at all uncommon) that we got last week, spring has truly come. And here and there in gardens and in natural places flowers are a welcome sight. We are very lucky… Continue reading
As April arrives and we welcome another pandemic spring, I am reminded of a quotation from the American poet and environmentalist Gary Snyder: “The most radical thing you can do is stay home.” We have all been doing a lot of that since last spring, and as a result many… Continue reading
Rodgers and Hammerstein mustn’t be blamed, I suppose, for omitting any reference to mud! But all walkers and gardeners know that spring means mud. It’s just a fact of life. March with its unpredictable weather often gives us glorious days of warmth only to crush our hopes with wet snow… Continue reading
The dull, short days where the sun never shone and the temperature hovered around the soggy freezing mark have mercifully given way to sunny, crisp, cloudless days. Yes, it’s very cold but if you’re not in the wind it can be really very pleasant. Still, for those who can’t or… Continue reading
I usually take the time to look back at previous columns so that I don’t duplicate titles or too much of the same information. Last January’s title was “A Year of Discoveries”. Oh my! None of us had any idea then what a year of discoveries it was going to… Continue reading
2020 has been a very odd year in so many ways. And I will be more than happy to see it gone. We all know that our weather is less and less predictable. And it’s making my writing this column rather difficult. I like to be able to write about… Continue reading
The fall winds have whipped most of the leaves off the trees. And looking out the window of my den, where I write, my view of Medd’s Mountain is now very clear. Stronger winds seem to be a new and not very welcome thing for us. Yesterday we had an… Continue reading
