November Thump, Thump, Thump The sun pours through the sliding glass doors, spills over the floor, and each day it does resolves every question about having a dog.
Other Musings The Pumpkin Period Currently, you may have noticed, we are mired in the Pumpkin Period, characterized by the flavor of pumpkin in almost everything.
Michaelmas Michaelmas We celebrated Michaelmas—the feast of the Archangel St. Michael, as well as his compatriot Gabriel (I think also the other Archangels)—by pulling up our carrots.
Other Musings Fall Within a second of its release from a branch, an acorn falls to earth at the rate of approximately thirty-two feet per second, or about fifty-seven miles per hour. How do I know this? I looked it up on the internet. There was the answer—which has me thinking that
Other Musings Quiet Time I finally went to the trouble of getting a canoe onto on body of water known as Carpenter’s Marsh. Getting there requires four-wheel drive and something to port the canoe, a trailer for instance, or a rack, or, since this is New Hampshire, a pick-up with a bed that
Jarvis Coffin Labor Day Weekend. Already. The steps to our hillside garden are not repaired. The felled wood is not all cut up and stacked. The dock is still waiting to be treated with teak oil.
Other Musings Chicken Barbeque . . . nothing says community—or, Old Home Day—like a volunteer fire department and chicken barbeque.
Other Musings 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.
Other Musings 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.
Other Musings 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.
Jarvis Coffin 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.
Other Musings 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.
Other Musings A Sensitive Time Those are things you must get used to in New England, learning to be a tough tomato.
Other Musings Spring Cleaning I am vulnerable to every link I come across leading me down another dark tunnel to a free weekly subscription.
Other Musings 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.
Jarvis Coffin Tractor Pull I interview everyone with a tractor and they say the same thing: I love my tractor.
Other Musings Calmly on the Waters Of all the animals we will share property with this summer, we are most attached to the loons. They are the only creature that does not bolt the instant they become aware of our presence.
Other Musings Total Eclipse The memory of projecting light on the shirt cardboard stands out only because it was the same afternoon we were taken to see the play, Peter and the Wolf.
Easter Easter When it comes down to it, nothing unseen fits comfortably into the containers of what is seen. Time is one of those things. And surely you know, Easter is another.
Other Musings Town Meeting It is Town Meeting season, that time of year . . . for throwing a few punches at your neighbor over the cost of building a new school, apportioning land, and repairing roads so . . . people can . . . get to church.
Other Musings Moon Walk I submit our Presidential candidates should be required to spend three nights around a campfire with a view of the sky as part of their spiritual journey to the office.
Jarvis Coffin Mozart on Norway Pond Mozart was with us that day, regretting every other invitation from the concert halls of Europe and around the world.
Other Musings Now We are Nearly to Spring Every year, awakened by the Mourning Dove, I would be glad to stand in that spot for a minute or two.
