The Dam is No More and Birds Fly.
Years ago, but not so many that I wasn’t alive to see it, David Douglas built a pond on the brook that edged his fields. That was decades ago. The […]
Years ago, but not so many that I wasn’t alive to see it, David Douglas built a pond on the brook that edged his fields. That was decades ago. The […]
Earlier this month I took a trip down to the South Shore. New England has become so constricted and so treed that a person feels hemmed in. You are hemmed […]
This time of year, a trip on the five PM ferry is a sunset cruise. A nice time for a few “just for pretty” photos. Looking through the Hole, towards […]
Rain came! About six inches of rain, in a seven-day northeast storm that kept us clouded, damp, misted, mizzled, showered, and just plain deluged. Last night a line storm rumbled and […]
Another month has come to Wishetwurra Farm. September has been a busy month in the garden. Harvesting, canning, drying, freezing, preserving, weeding, digging, and hauling have been on the “to […]