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Out on the edge

February 5, 2014

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Earlier this week I was hiding out in the house whining about the unfavorable weather when Erin Shepley sent a message.  “It’s gorgeous out there!”  Naturally I pulled back the door quilts and had a look for myself.  Doggone.  The sun had come out. We headed out into the day.  We paid a call at […]

Sunday Morning TLV

February 3, 2014

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OK, so I got distracted by Civil War veterans and forgot to press “Publish.”  Here you go.  Keep in mind that “today” is Sunday and “yesterday” is Saturday and . . . well.  You get the idea. Arts and the environment: I rely on my daily poem from Writer’s Almanac the way I rely on […]

Saved by a Geezer

February 1, 2014

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Our winter continues.  Each day begins with clearing the steps.  Each day ends with clearing the steps.  In between we shovel out the mailbox, because we are fond of snail mail and paper news.  Miss Sadie and the Cowboy do not even ask to go for rides.  They retire to the dog room for a […]

The Weatherman delivers news and cookies

January 25, 2014

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Bruce the Weatherman is a versatile sort of man.  On Friday he drove through a blizzard to deliver some of Andi’s homemade cookies to the Writing Studio and Bait Shop.  Then he sent a Weather Report that I know all you snowbirds will enjoy.  He wrote: The impressive cold has had me watching the ice […]

Polish Pasties

January 14, 2014

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Back in October I trotted into the Eastport Market in search of seasonal treats. My head was thinking “chocolate” but my nose was sniffing . . . onions? Simmering in butter? Pierogis??? Shades of my beloved Detroit, where Polish delicacies are turned out by grandmothers in Hamtramck restaurants and church ladies at St. Florian’s and […]

Dean Peters is my hero

January 7, 2014

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Miss Sadie and the Cowboy woke me up at 7:30 this morning with a polite low growl from herself and a blast of doggie breath from you-know-who.  It’s time to get up and make our breakfast, they said.  It’s impossible to argue with a terrier and a spaniel at the same time.  You’re right, I said, pulling […]