WE APPLAUD: JUDY AND HARVEY MORSE
By Barbara Mellon
Long before I’d ever met Judy and Harvey Morse, I knew where to find them. Their beautiful farm on the County Route 1 is something of a landmark. ”
THE WAY WE WERE – March 1909
The little girl in the red dress holding a nosegay of self-heal is Nancy Hunting, my great grandmother. I like to think some itinerant artist painted it to pay for his lodging at the Hunting Tavern. Born in Hamden in 1830, Nancy came to Andes in 1837 with her parents who bought the tavern on the stagecoach route from Kingston to Delhi.
GARDEN PHYLLISOPHY – March 2009
By Phyllis Galowitz
The sun is shining. The hills are blanketed with the remains of the light snow that fell a few days ago. It barely covers the dirty look of ashes strewn along the roadsides and driveways, to keep the ice that never melted, following day after day of freezing temperatures, from causing dangerous driving and walking conditions.
GARDEN PHYLLISOPHY – February 2009
By Phyllis Galowitz
We were just sitting down to dinner, in front of the glass doors to the deck. The lamp above the kitchen table lit a small area of the pitch-black evening outside the door. A moving thing caught our eyes. At first glance, I thought, is it a cat? But it didn’t look like either of our neighbor’s cats.