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Category Archives: Friday Pillow Talk
Living Like Tourists
Last night was my third trip to the elbow of New England in less than a week. Is Portsmouth the “elbow” of New England? I don’t know; I just made that up. Maybe it’s the wrist, but it’s the place … Continue reading
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Eating Bad Yogurt
Many years ago, I got a handwritten letter from a friend. Wait, if I’m honest with myself and with my blog readers, it was probably a decade or two ago. My friend glued a picture on the letter, a picture … Continue reading
Handy’s Home Economics
A few weeks ago, I asked my friend if she took “Home Economics” when we were in high school. She said she did and I asked her if she had learned how to make a weekly menu. After spending a … Continue reading
Who Told You…
The weather here in Maine this week was glorious. Green growing grass, budding trees, and blossoms have all been swaying in a gentle warming breeze. I mowed the lawn for the first time over the weekend and it was surprisingly … Continue reading
The Season of Hammer and Tongs
Last spring, I got an e-mail from a friend requesting I plant a flower clock. You can read about it here. I tossed the intriguing idea around in my mind. I had the space for it in my backyard. Then … Continue reading
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David Brooks’ Block Party!
If you’re a regular visitor to this blog, you know I rarely write about politics. That does not mean I am oblivious to the machinations of men aspiring to be President of the United States, or POTUS. Handy’s got hundreds … Continue reading
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Take Care
A little over a week ago, I asked Uncle Bob to put up the pea trellis in my Pleasant Street garden. Funny, but I didn’t hear one pea(p) out of him about trellis timing. In the past, I planted my … Continue reading
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Tagged bug bites, peas, The Moxie Festival, Zika
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Peering into Hallowell Granite
If I had a “Jackson” for every time I’ve sighed a heavy sigh and whispered “like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives” I might have enough money to quit my job for pay and write … Continue reading
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The Pinnacle of Spring
I’ve spent a few evenings cleaning up my “Surprise Garden.” Someone on Maple Street is drinking a lot of vodka. I can’t even begin to understand it. If I were a drinker, I could use cotton candy vodka (or an … Continue reading
Solemnis
Are you familiar with the folk tale, “Henny Penny?” Here in the United States, the tale is sometimes called “Chicken Little.” In short, an acorn falls on a chicken’s head and the chicken panics. “The sky is falling!” There are … Continue reading