For my mother, summer could never last long enough. Each summer she made a grim pronouncement that summer was half over once the 4th of July came and went. I argued with her to no avail. She actually experienced dread as the too short summer season in New England moved inevitably forward. She really shouldContinue reading “Sweet Memories of New England Summers”
Some things about yourself change during a lifetime , others remain remarkably consistent. But then, some day you are likely to find, as I have, that what had pleased you so consistently doesn’t bring as much pleasure as it once had. I knew I was a “bi” before there was a name for it. IContinue reading “Are You City or Country???”
Summers in New England made life long memories that can be triggered by sweet corn, bird song, beaches, thunderstorms, etc.